In the shade of the big tree on the backside of Barton Springs, I hear a whisper come up from the grass; the mycelia call your name. The dappled light of the afternoon sun streaming through the dancing leaves of the tree dances across my face, bringing visions of you.
"Permaculture Goddess"by The Astral Cowboy
The visions carry out onto the waters, reflecting back the best this world has to offer as the wind sings your story for all of nature's enjoyment.
Beautiful words + art work. Thanks for sharing @lucidlight
Thanks so much. This piece is made from numerous artworks I had in the past layered together.