3
The Tree of Life lifts
Me into its branches
And I nestle
Close, as limbs
Entwine with sighing
Breezes, feel
Wind’s pulse and pull ,
And the whisper of wings.
3
The Tree of Life lifts
Me into its branches
And I nestle
Close, as limbs
Entwine with sighing
Breezes, feel
Wind’s pulse and pull ,
And the whisper of wings.
You create a wonderful imagery Joan! It is such a pleasure reading your verses.
Thank you, sweet Pari, I’m so delighted to be back in touch with you, to share this journey and this creative exchange, blessings and much love to you *sparkling starlight**children dancing**willows in mist*