Once I spoke the language of the flowers
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings
And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets
And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow
Once I spoke the language of the flowers
How did it go?
How did it go?
Smell the soil, get out there and ask the birds
Still your mind just for a while, open up your loving heart
Gently let nature's stories give you a spark
And overflow your thirsty soul.
(free after Shel Silverstein)
Have a magical week!
With Love Lies
I'm sure one day,
we all find the place,
where our dreams
and reality collide.
no.1108 'Yellow berry Starling'
acrylic on canvas 5x5cm 2x2"inch