Silver Birch

Jason // May 20 // 0 Comments

Let me find the space that lives between the silver birch leaves
The subliminal life giving hotbed of gaia culture full of robin song and sun salve.
Therein I may bask a while and find my solace as the Earth Mother
Sews my souls back together.

Wounds of lack and fear of loss meld gently into the flow
Of green as spirits soar in midge clouds of beauty.
Taken on the wings of the little gods these elemental moments of darkness
Hatch from wizened shells and dragonly their blessings on me
Should I heed the call of the changeling times.

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About the Author Jason

Jason follows his lifelong vocation as a countryside photographer who tries to catch the spirit of the places he visits. After decades working as a professional editorial photographer he now focuses much of his time on conceptual fine art photography, visual storytelling and in aiding others to follow their creative calling.

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