On a lovely night in early December a beautiful ethereal barn owl batted around my dreams materialising out of the darkness across the Byes and offering a message of unity … He was so insistent that I got up and painted him under a blanket of dreams and a cold but oh so beautiful confetti of stars...
When broken branches show the scars You hold your counsel with the stars Of many winds and much of strife Those broken threads that weave our life
Just like the sea, the timeless tides, Unfurl your wings take to the skies So when those storm clouds fog your mind Just rise above … leave them behind
Bring forth your dream beyond the grave Embrace the gifts our kindred gave As night is day and day is night With tender heart … Let Hope take Flight xx
