Visons and Visages

Perched on a Season

perched on a season

Seek for me at dawn

find me perched on a season

I am spruce needles, coarse bark and the

copper scent of rain drenched red clay

I am the silence in which all of this unfolds

Paige Stewart

Photo Credit: Anna Jones

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