Left Behind

"Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk is a miracle. Somewhere, always, a rose is opening its petals to the dawn. Somewhere, always, a flower is fading in the dusk."  Beverly NicholsLeft Behindby Elece HollisI love to find the spaces where the flowers bloom and grow,Places where once frame houses stood ... abandoned long ago.I love to... Continue Reading →


SwallowtailBy Elece HollisAll among the flowers She fluttered, she flew and she lit,Again her wings opened and closed like doorsOn hingesWindows that know the sky, the wind, the voiceOf the creator who called her from a chrysalisBefore that from an egg on the underside of a leafFrom the egg she crawled a caterpillarAlong the leaf eating,... Continue Reading →

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