Dare to Capture the Elusive Soul? By Deborah A. Bowman

Standing stones of antiquity … prehistoric vintage

What hands fashioned this fantasy on earth?

What type of man with ancient lineage

Knew how to create the energy and give birth

To a masterpiece of rock and nature

To fill the minds of evolved men for all eternity?

He who ventured forth to find and nurture

The natural essence of relearning to see

The life of gods and goddesses

Who once lived upon this planet

Before time and reason vanquished hostesses

Of the otherworldly amongst the gamut…

Surrealism, wizardry, soothsayer

Magick, druidism, and worship…

Faith of water, sky, soil, and fire

By divine deities who flourished

Secreted in our world

No longer remembered or nourished

By nature’s abundance and song

Where have the elusive souls gone?

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Divined by ethereal giants, built by unknown creators

Enchantment in Our World

Light and Color
Light and Color

The rays of sun and reflection

Create splashes of color selected

By the hands of gods and goddesses

That no artist with brushes

Could duplicate on canvas

In oils, pastels, or elements

Raw from the clay and earth and dried, crushed pigments

Art in words, sculpture, images pale in comparison

To the rays of sunlight blending in unison.