Ol' timey fresh
dreamscapes of laced gardens
patterns in light and shadow
entrances to the soul
filtered perspective
traditional whimsy
players of light
reflected
down homey
waiting for a breeze
and a cool sigh of relief
fresh spirited movement
beckoned
billowing breath of a promise
greets an early morning
every morning
in the life
of shadow play
and the exhale of my secret love
summertime and
gently worn lace
tattered and dusted by time
the non-mechanical movement
of a garden on the breath
of a breeze
shhhhhh
