mountain vista

the mountain vista sprawling toward tomorrow leaving yesterday back behind where it belongs taking the sun as its own

our calligraphy

our calligraphy: learned brush strokes and swirls, summer harmony, using hope as our main ink though none of our words made sense


ill-fated roaming: is there no cure for these wounds? must everything end tangled in a lost ruin surrounded by misfortune?

a little awestruck

a great blue over a pure gold flecked with red the fall, like water, flowing through the traveler, returning gladness a welcoming place, wreathed in autumn's calm glow, where the walker stops hearing finally the voice that reminds him that good is by a pond, trees like new angels spreading wings, scattered leaves on the … Continue reading "a little awestruck"

in light and sorrow

in light and sorrow open to eternity as it's flowing in but we are temporary and life is leased more than owned

ephemera 7

the night split open: wind blew terror through the trees, chilling our spirits. we sang then of better times, and dared the storm to join in Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 6

we bathed in silence underneath the peacock tree, sitting in wonder at the world and its colors, and how we’d come to be there Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 5

she longs for shelter to blend in and not stand out a garden flower safe in a community of shared feeling and purpose Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 4

In hidden symbols, Formalized and stylized, She speaks her stories. Therein lies love and sorrow, And ways of reaching the dawn Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert