Thoughts
these are some of the thoughts, images, ideas and inspiration from the Wild Church BC Crew and friends.
Hush
Hush, hush...
What is this language
I hear
whispered in the stillness? Just beyond the bird song and the calling of the crows there is a quiet voice rustling on the breeze,
a gentle shhhhh.
The balsamroot speaks: Hush, hushhhh...
Once vibrant yellow flowers atop long green stems, now dried,
faded to khaki stalks holding seed pods
high in the air,
small bowls of
new life.
Arrow shaped leaves, emerald green in youth, now dimmed to pastel and dry,
rustle out
a message: Hush, hushhhh... Be still and listen!
