Gray Jays sing in melodious whispers and harsh chatters, through a crisp and untouched forest. A hush envelops all who bare witness, while feather-like crystals descend in gentle rhythms to settle on beds of emerald green. Sky shimmers filter through lace and morning shadows, as the lunar orb recedes to points less dominant. Take pause, and observe the glory that surrounds you, as you breathe in the warmth of Winter’s light.
Back to the Artwork pageGray Jays sing in melodious whispers and harsh chatters, through a crisp and untouched forest. A hush envelops all who bare witness, while feather-like crystals descend in gentle rhythms to settle on beds of emerald green. Sky shimmers filter through lace and morning shadows, as the lunar orb recedes to points less dominant. Take pause, and observe the glory that surrounds you, as you breathe in the warmth of Winter’s light.
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I find my rest in silent choices. Breathe in your surroundings, as your work is now done. Listen to the stillness, and accept the gifts of canoe point.
Awaken before the rise of the sun. Listen through the ascending shroud for the call of the loon and the splash of the otter. Breathe in the early morn as paddle strokes caress placid waters, and absorb all that is offered in the Temagami mist.
I hear the world differently than you. Visual cues present themselves, and guide me in ways unknown to most. I hear rustling leaves through oscillating shimmer, as they dance to an East wind’s command. The splash of a Northern Pike delights me, as ripples radiate then fade to still waters. A loon’s crimson eyes rise and fall in royal splendour, as its lonely call brushes my soul. Night falls as ashen shadows and azure skies cloak reflective silence. All who bear witness unite in my world. I am not alone in the presence of the night birch.
We are not alone in this forest of ever changing hues and varied depths of understanding. Images that challenge us sweep in on gentle breezes or forceful gusts, but the strength we absorb from others keeps us grounded. Reach up from the darkness, and be craddled in the branches of the forest’s light.
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