Type Totem

your light always filters just

enought into a space

a field 

the trees

over mountain tops + through 

the ripple of the creek

you return to yourself 

over +

over + 

over again with the love

and nurture we are all 

starving for so deeply deeply

we watch you love + grow + shine

for no one but yourself

for no purpose other than to 

bloom + die, to rise from 

the soil only to be trampled

to feel the sun rise again,

perfectly sharing you 

with the moon, you dance

to dance with you nature, 

is to be lead home

one step at a time, we sway

Wall hanging or altar with a message to the Universe written on my 1960's typewriter. Stoneware clay, hand formed and glazed with little shelves to hold a candle, incense, or a special something. 

These are very, very unique to themselves, I do not write down what comes through when I am typing, so each message and each wall altar is special.