Why hello there, it’s been a while. It’s been a year of great transformation and change for me. Sometimes the best things in life are slow to blossom, germinating below the ground in the warm embrace of the earth.. there is beauty in stillness. I am now based in Western Canada for the foreseeable future & welcome this change as an opportunity to start anew.
Here is a poem I wrote a few days ago after taking a walk with my little son.
Listen to the audio recording:
Words & image gallery below:
The forest is a place of possibility.
Each tree yielding
thousands of variations,
fractal expansions into sky and Earth,
in a harmonious geometric symphony.
Mulch, earth and decay
fallen giants hosting new life
roots taking hold of forgotten trunks
peeling away vibrant stripes of
reds and purplish browns,
only to be covered by
tiny forests and constellations of moss,
in shades so bright no camera can render,
the eyes drunk on vibrations and spectrums
the tongue knows no names for.
Spinning archways created by
fallen branches and the mind sees
bridges, futuristic architecture,
in striped fungi the
habitations of the future,
everywhere death and rebirth,
road maps, streams of hope
watered by relentless rainshowers-
oh! all the forest has to offer!
Dedicated to my dad.