Ah, she sings to me as I slumber,
yet not a sound is made upon this earth,
for her songs are those of the spirit,gentle motion.
inspired from the waters deep and quiet.
Her presence on land and her fluid motion upon golden ponds and grace to sail between the clouds,
Ah, she sings to me silent songs.
Intuitive and knowing, graceful acceptance she shares, teachings from the undine world,
a world little understood by so many,
a world mystical and mysterious, lulling one to sleep with silent songs.
I listen in silence, pondering quietly,
hearing songs not heard by most who will pass this way. Yet the songs of solitude she offers remain in my spirit, comforting the moments passing my way.
Photo-manipulation created in Photoshop, using five images, multiple layers, adjusted for color and opacity, natural texture appears through layering process, natural grunge appears through layering process, slight soft lighting added to highlight essence of this image. All images original to me, generated in New York, USA
Please visit my website at PineSingerImgaes