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 Nichols Left Behind by Elece Hollis I love to find the spaces where the flowers bloom and grow, Places where once frame houses […]


Swallowtail By Elece Hollis All among the flowers  She fluttered, she flew and she lit, Again her wings opened and closed like doors On hinges Windows that know the sky, the wind, the voice Of the creator who called her from a chrysalis Before that from an egg on the underside of a leaf From […]