Midsummer Dawn

*sound on* dawn-lit insects dance upon sunbeams as birds raise their voices in song; like a dream forgotten upon awakening, a forlorn spirit aches for ancient magicks, tantalisingly close: an eager heart cries, ‘reach out’

The World Will Wait

In amongst the minutiae, the everyday, the hither and thither of life rushing by – there’s no time to talk, no time to rest, no time… Stop. Take a breath. Tilt your face to the sun. Feel the warmth on your skin. The world will wait. See the beauty of the budding trees, the blossom … More The World Will Wait