"Hobbit Holes in MyWorld" --by RusticWoodArt #37: Live Free....Work Wood

Live Free….Work Wood

....jubilant art-full colors drift before my sight,
shaking the leaves from off my eyes,
straining this veil of flesh to come up higher,
where from my mountain-top view i gladly inhale….

....inhaling the whiffs of passing breeze,
i all too soon know that i’ll be counting flakes of snow,
but in the rhythms of the seasons where time stands still,
i keep on working the wood after patterns of trees who came before….

....what matters the time of day while in my head colors live,
all that stands before me has been all-ready named with color,
all i see is the color of your beauty that so surrounds my be-ing,
i am color freed to live where death holds no-more sway….

....raptures come and raptors go along my way,
but in my space of terra place where i do toil and play,
i am known by these ancient trees that birthed my beginnings,
as one who lives in the outer limits of flesh that has split the veil….

—by flp

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....just some pictures….you decide the words….”enter in ”....

Thank you.
GODSPEED,
Frank
RusticWoodArt

rusticwoodman@gmail.com
http://frank.wordpress.com/

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’’....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood....’‘

-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/