Monday, December 12, 2011

a short ode to imagination, sunlight and ices

the wild, unruly hair of an elven queen
always stuck with mosses and bit of leaf

unpretentious, with a smile always playing on her lips
she is both mirthful and wise
sunlit jewels are caught in her hair, as well,  like snow

when the sun shines and we stand near her just right, we know why we listen to her advice


Graciel said...

katie, katie, katie! where have you gone? let me know you're okay...


Barefoot from Heaven said...

Hi there my faraway friend.
Those photo's grabbed me off guard.
What a true beauties you've sending out here for us to enjoy.
Hope things are okay with the farm girl.
Soft hugs Dagmar