Out and About A Way Of Words In Spring by Stephen Craig Rowe

When one captures a bit of grace, it is held holy for a moment and given to the world.  The world then turns to the Universe as the unique beauty becomes of the All.  The Jonquil is as sure a sign of spring as is the Robin, warm days and rain on the ridge.  The flower is but fleeting, one day here and one day gone.  Rather like a twist of fate and more for each season brings new life, a curious change of light and joy for those who behold the symphony in awe.  As ever be well

Spring Song Spill Song Damper, A Painting Studio Poem by Stephen Craig Rowe

Early spring is a rush of action
bird song and critters about on the ridge.
A spark of life within the warming, a light in the
night as was the full moon of March came in my
windows. 
There I saw things in the glow and dreams.
Scratched a poem or so and made a sketch for a work
in progress.  Poetry in motion as it were.  A time, here and then,
and then again. 
You are the light of the world.  The All.
As ever be well.
Stephen Craig Rowe