From our first experimental 40 minute workshop Adina produced this lovely piece before her computer broke down.
I remember the days we spent so fondly
And all those leaves which kept falling and falling
Though autumn gave them quiet beauty
A solidity through time beyond their brown colours.
So dead in hand yet lively in heart…
Their colours fading green to brown
And after too little time the leaves had piled
That rain dig and dig and the wind sings
Till the fruitfulness autumn winds had lost their lustre
And the miserable weather brings no beauty
No matter the colours of the leaves
If no other rain can mellow whisper
No wind should blow at all
Nor leaves should fall again.
Death. Rain. Dark. Life.