a shady courtyard of pebbles and brick paths, filled with acers, hellebores, ferns and grasses. A Buddha crafted from blue Karnataka stone, sits beneath Acer palamatum. I would love to have the space for this.
I let the silence stretch. I don’t know how to fill it. For all my words, and all my world of education, there are none. Nothing I can say to take the pain away, his guilt ridden soul oscillates our space; a phantasm of sights that I’ll never see, and images that he can’t erase. I can’t get my head to visit his space, the space filled by the 24 hour news channel day in day out.
http://www.printedart.com/content/spirit-ancient-forest Lee Rentz: Spirit of the Ancient Forest Available with acrylic finish in sizes up to 60 x 75 inches. Artist's Notes: The deep forests of Washington’s Olympic Peninsula can feel enchanted. The giant, dripping trees and vast quiet give a sense that spirits are afoot. And perhaps they are. I do know that Olympic National Park is alive with wildlife: I saw my first Bobcat here and lots of Cougar tracks.