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ilver Wheel
by Laura Powers
My Friend
You have given me courage
That was not there
You have given laughter
That I can share
You have given me feelings
That are deep and true
For that my friend
I will always love you
When the cold world shivers
And the north wind moans
Soon the solstice brings
Ice to its dark throne
Watch the silver wheel turn round
Spinning cold and quiet
Casting fields of grey and brown
In a world of white
Born under a sky of night
Born with hearts of yearning
Maiden, mother, crone will cry
As the wheel keeps turning
As the earth laying sleeping
Deep in winter's dream
Soon a kiss of sun
Warms the fields to green
Watch the silver wheel turn round
Spinning sun and rain
Melting all the ice away
Bringing warmth and life again
Born into a dance of spring
Born with hearts of yearning
Maiden, mother, crone will sing
As the wheel keeps turning
May your dreams bring you peace
As your soul finds release
When you fly from this realm
You will always be with me
he weave of the universal tapestry brings those together that need to be. In the
business of calligraphy, Joan was that one strand of my part of the fabric that showed
me me the way. She was a mentor, a friend, and a kindred spirit. It was her that paved
the way for me to become a professional artist. It was her who spoke the truth about
my work so I could do naught but improve it. It was her who I found to share the belief
in the loom we rode together. Whether by choice, fate, or destiny - we were linked and
for it I am grateful. I will miss her dearly. She will not be gone long, this I know. Just
mere moments to catch her breath and visit with her beloved husband and friend. She
will return to help the next string in this precious weave we love so dearly.
December 11, 2009
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