Thursday, March 17, 2011

red dancer

in the wet wind
the sparse scraping branches
hold the essence
of a fragile promise
this tiny
red dancer

7 comments:

nouvelles couleurs - vienna atelier said...

this is for me especially in this time very very meanings full, a hope of live, hope of colour in grey days, hope for surviver... hope for Japan... and for we all

thank you for this moment

R. Burnett Baker said...

Fragile the promise truly is...yet this flows with such joy and hope!

Rick

Bonnie said...

We must value and cling to such fragile promises now. Beautifully captured words and image steven.

Reya Mellicker said...

I feel like in some way the landscape where you are is holding its breath, waiting, waiting, waiting. Sending you much love this morning, Steven.

aguja said...

Your current images and poems are enchanting. I just keep coming back to them. Oh, that they were in a small book that I could open at leisure. I love the brevity and the beausty of the images.
Thank you!

Suz said...

oh, exquisite

Linda said...

The promise of spring, the promise of life, the promise of a living treasure dancing through the bleakest winter. Thank you for a message that resonates around the world today and fills my heart with hope. =D