| Blog series by frank | updated 873 days ago | 4 parts | 682 reads | 20 comments total |
Part 1: "Reverend Wood"
Reverend Wood ....out in the outbacks of waundering o’er hill and dale, through forest woods of glee-full smells, i went past a place of timely shuttered veil, till my first thought was to cast open and lighten this place of experienced abundant wells…. —-”i am the gripper of all you’ll ever get from me”, said this one who veiled their shuttered expressions in claustrophobic pieces of timber, and with that remark the ‘gripper’ closed the door...
Part 2: "Reverend Wood: Updates"
Reverend Wood: Updates ....and so such is this passing of a way, that i am become the instilled voice of all that is written within, as to the coming of my many ages lived inside this cache, till comes the oneness of all knowing as shadowed between this partition of glassy berlin…. —-have you seen the such as i, where in your dreams of forest tales from hearts of wood, there comes the dragging sounds of lumber chains before your eye, and will some still continue on as playing r...
Part 3: "Wood's Vale at King's Dale" --RusticWoodArt
Wood’s Vale at King’s Dale ....it was at the sound of shifting patterns of un-solicitated wind, passing through these gorges of my adorned soul, that i first caught an encounter with your infinite being of oneness entwined, where the osculation of your passion and zest remembered me as all-ready whole…. —-i was the one who you found striving in mind and body, and the places of my existence were workplaces of self-expression, while all the routines of my daily exe...
Part 4: "What the Wood has Wrote" --by RusticWoodArt
What the Wood has Wrote ....and so once again i heard the song of the tree, where many numerous wood spirits run free, and out in the distance of gathered-cluttered there came a decree, “what one beholds ‘just is’ a begotten field of wood for other’s to sightsee”.... —-and so I decided to take a waundering walk, out in the outback of my mind that is filled with all the wonders of beauty, far from the duties of time that have often come knocking at my...
"releasing the spirit of the wood to fulfill its own unique character...."
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