"A Convergence of Spirits" by ATX Inkery Art
I sat down by the Brook
To sit and have a talk with you
The sun was bright
Your branches spread
And ripened to a deep red
Like new berries
On a vine
The wind whispers
And friends gather
From all around
Like warm echoes
The drums began singing
Lub-thumm Lub-thumm
Healing waters fall and pool
And birds hum
Babbling to a Brook,
Speaking to a Tree,
Me with the Tree,
And the Tree
With me.
We are all
One Tree
One Earth
One Great Mother Tree
One Great Mother Earth
There’s a special tree
With a beautiful shape
Earth meeting water
At a street called Tillery
This tree leads the way
To a secret garden
And a long-lost
Sycamore
It curves and it sways
Guides you along your way
Calling all flora and fauna
And butterflies
Home
Drink in the energy
Rest, renew your spirit
By the magical forest
And the Longleaf Indian Pine
A Convergence of Spirits
And Souls
Like Northern Lights
We Shine
Bright
Beginning to End
Namaste.
Acrylic, Acrylic Ink, Watercolor, and Embedded Collage on Sycamore Wood
8” Diameter
2021
I sat down by the Brook
To sit and have a talk with you
The sun was bright
Your branches spread
And ripened to a deep red
Like new berries
On a vine
The wind whispers
And friends gather
From all around
Like warm echoes
The drums began singing
Lub-thumm Lub-thumm
Healing waters fall and pool
And birds hum
Babbling to a Brook,
Speaking to a Tree,
Me with the Tree,
And the Tree
With me.
We are all
One Tree
One Earth
One Great Mother Tree
One Great Mother Earth
There’s a special tree
With a beautiful shape
Earth meeting water
At a street called Tillery
This tree leads the way
To a secret garden
And a long-lost
Sycamore
It curves and it sways
Guides you along your way
Calling all flora and fauna
And butterflies
Home
Drink in the energy
Rest, renew your spirit
By the magical forest
And the Longleaf Indian Pine
A Convergence of Spirits
And Souls
Like Northern Lights
We Shine
Bright
Beginning to End
Namaste.
Acrylic, Acrylic Ink, Watercolor, and Embedded Collage on Sycamore Wood
8” Diameter
2021
I sat down by the Brook
To sit and have a talk with you
The sun was bright
Your branches spread
And ripened to a deep red
Like new berries
On a vine
The wind whispers
And friends gather
From all around
Like warm echoes
The drums began singing
Lub-thumm Lub-thumm
Healing waters fall and pool
And birds hum
Babbling to a Brook,
Speaking to a Tree,
Me with the Tree,
And the Tree
With me.
We are all
One Tree
One Earth
One Great Mother Tree
One Great Mother Earth
There’s a special tree
With a beautiful shape
Earth meeting water
At a street called Tillery
This tree leads the way
To a secret garden
And a long-lost
Sycamore
It curves and it sways
Guides you along your way
Calling all flora and fauna
And butterflies
Home
Drink in the energy
Rest, renew your spirit
By the magical forest
And the Longleaf Indian Pine
A Convergence of Spirits
And Souls
Like Northern Lights
We Shine
Bright
Beginning to End
Namaste.
Acrylic, Acrylic Ink, Watercolor, and Embedded Collage on Sycamore Wood
8” Diameter
2021