

Ireland
On Graceful winds
Flowing, shifting, falling
Cascading shadows
On Landscape faces
Ever changing arrays
Slowly fading colors
turning the seasons
Majestic wrap-around expanse
Every bend, every cloud
Every breath
An overwhelming offering of beauty
To the artist - the sculptor of this land
He molds mountain curves with Potter’s hands
He chisels paths in the valley
With streams of living water
Footprints among stones, leading Echoes linger between cliffs and clouds
His breath mov