| . | |||||||||||||
|
|
||||||||||||
| Wind in the Pines Joseph Bruchac |
So soft at first, just the hint of sighing then, as the boughs and the long soft needles, lend it a voice, and the ripples spread across the pond, the wind starts to sing. The pines quiver and bend, moved by that long breath that has flowed down the valleys, lifted over the hills, whistling, whispering a chorus that fills the air round us as the whole forest bows and dances. |
| Home ~ About Us ~ Membership ~ Bookstore ~ Gallery Info ~ Archives ~ Workshops ~ Links ~ Niedecker |
Copyright © 2003-2011, Woodland Pattern Book Center. All rights reserved. |