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I hear her Whisper
( dedicated to "Bloom" )

by Johannus Boots
Artist, Canada

I see her form in hills and trees
the mother of us all
I feel her touch me in a breeze
and as her waters fall

She gives so much and want to touch
her springtime flower's bloom
but have to wait this winters state
that keeps me in this room

I hear her whisper, "won't be long"
through winters sleeping pine
that spring will come with birds of song
when maples run with wine

The warmth I feel in Bloom is real
I know it from my past
for art that's true will speak to you
in brush strokes that will last.

● pastel
● 19" x 25" inch
● 2000
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