Whispers linger In the quiet morning air Fairies and mountain elves I sense their gentle care Whispers linger In the quiet morning air Untold tales Of loss and despair Whispers linger In the morning air We can tread lightly If we care to dare ~
She of quiet streams Weaving simple dreams Of endings and new beginnings An eternal dance Natures infinite romance ~
Mountain palette A subtle colorful display Of Life’s multiple facets Do we truly choose our way? A moment of still Before moving forth To an unknown rhythm Heading North ~
Changing horizons Clouds and streams moving through dreams Quiet light shines through ~
A change in the wind Untapped life stirring within Off the beaten track ~
Clipped wings Facing rough winds Dark fire Broken lyre Haunting tunes Grieving natures misfortune When mankind marched on Depriving life’s pure song For his own good Something he sorely misunderstood ~
Many shades of blue Each a link to what we know to be somewhat true ~
Drifting separately Or so it seems Unaware that everything is connected By the space in between ~
Dreaming and drifting Returning home to a place I had never left
Listening To the howl of the wild Absorbing A glaciers blue light Fading Into mountain strong Sensing The winds solitary song Quietly And light-footed she disappears Touching A different sphere ~
Hanne T. Fisker Photography Art 