In deep purple cave of remembering
ideas, like dust motes, float and drift
seeking niche where they might cling,
bringing inspiration of creation
to ever changing blue/green shadows
eager to receive them.
in the charged air,
seeking receptive soil
into which to sink
their eager roots,
nothing in mind
but to become,
Primed and ready
beckons us with light;
of change to all who enter.
This week, two has become three, as Elizabeth of Unraveling and Susannah of Panopticulated have both written their own words to my graphics - the first I've created with my new Bamboo Tablet & Pen. And to complete the trio, I've written a shadorma as my contribution.
If you feel inspired to join in, please help yourself to either picture. You can write your own words, either in the comments section here, or post them on your blog and leave a link so we may visit!