original acrylic, pencil and pastel on stretched canvas
102 x 152 cm
gentle me dear wayfarer
into wants I can’t yet see
behold me
with the sight of one
who knows
what still might be
frequenter of hilly slopes
flyer of the sky
galloper of giddy hopes
hugger of each why
hearten me dear sojourner
into moxie into might
compass me
with the weight of one
who knows
we’re made of light
skirter of the somehow
tenant of the true
willer of the winging
keeper of what grew
open us dear traveller too
to since and here and come
real us
with the way of one
who knows
what shines the sun
traverser of the how high
settler of the far
maker of the more the most
bringer bright lodestar
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