The Seasons – Finale. An Endless Time
Sweet serenity a morning brings, fading into an indigo sky, beholding a weary moon.
Steamy Mr. Gray mingles around the hibernating blooms and twirls with the early mist. His embodiment, cracked and chipped, warms my aging hands.
Swaying gracefully through tender breezes, showering senses with memories of the stormy midnight ease.
Pushing softly against the jaded dampened fields, shoeless toes bring an awakening chill.
Awaiting choruses of feathery notes, couple with rhythmic melodies from time worn wood and ropes, brings forth stillness for every ebb and flow.
Summer’s end finds me shaded and canopied under palettes of reds, golden browns and yellows, but never green, till winter’s coming clean.
2016 ~ Words and Illustrations ~ Ruth Ann Cutler
Painting Titled: De´but de l’automne. – Early Autumn