Creating with my hands

Feeds my soul,

Like Bacon.

Having the time and space

to explore and flow

Makes this lifetime for me

very fortuitous.

 

I am so in gratitude for the privilege

of having hides, stones, fabrics, and metals

Available to me to work with.

Sometimes like the wisp of the wind, precious materials

are gone and sadly, I cannot make some designs anymore.

Honour Truth and Respect

Guide my way.

 

~Barbara Clarke

B U R Y   T H E  S E E D by Brooke McNamara
poems for releasing more life into you