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