Tuesday, February 3, 2009


her soul feels so thirsty
her spirit is parched and dry
she comes to the fountain in fernwood
and drinks a mystery there
the ancient seed within her
she waters with her tears
and though it still is winter
a tiny bud appears


Doe Grozs Art said...

ah, am waiting patiently for those buds... but all in it's own time.
Your mandala is a feast for my eyes!!! thanks :-)

Tish said...

Your mandalas are beautiful - thank you for sharing!

Abbey of the Arts said...

beautiful words and image, filled with possibility.

Kate Jobe said...

So beautiful..with such an exotic flavor

Cheryl Finley: said...

Oh my Stacey... this mandala is exquisite as are the words...which you have a beautiful way with :)
Your inspiration is on tap!

cheers! ~Cheryl