The breath-taking poem which follows is written by a frequent visitor to my gallery, who has also become my friend. She found that my painting, Sunrise at Hopewell Rock , a place which she shares with her belated husband and friend, makes her feel close to him again. This moving piece, equally filled with delightful imagery and enduring passion, is her tribute to her Eddy and is her way of rejoining him in spirit. Notice that not only does she join her husband within the painting that she admires so much, but she and Eddy also become the rocks, as they stand "tall and still" heads together for eternity.
Thank you my friend!
Sandra

THE ARRIVAL OF HOPEWELL ROCKS

Sweetheart,

strike a Magic Match, and Light us to the Place
Silver, Blue, and Sacred,
where a Prayer is our Embrace . . .

We'll be Witness to the Sun, and Worship, Dawn through Dawn,

Tall and Still,
though Nights and Days pass on.

Come with me to Hopewell, as the sleepy waves recline . . .
you can wear your Emerald hat,
and rest your head near mine.

we shall whisper secretly,
and gaze across the deep


Listening to dreamers, as they sleep

SJK

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