poem of the open sky

The poem is the breath of our environment and narrates our lives. Heartened only to the mysterious forces that grasp our attention and guide our ease. I love the experience of the poem... the words seem richly familiar with subjects as the clouds feather overhead. Under this open sky, there is the movement of color, inspired by the land, gifted to the land and we are one with it. Begin each day grounded in natures art, let it guide your way. – Carrie