Artwork: Haven

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Artwork: Haven


Feeling safe in a place of quite and peace, full of natures healing properties. A place of enchanted winds, gliding sounds of the leaves as they fall in the water. A soft flutter of the birds wings, the creaking sound of the branches in the wind. The sound of a distant frog hidden but hearing his call for his mate. The rustling of leaves when the wind returns again, and creating a sound of a soft lingering echo, as you hear it travel through this great place, this haven.

Photographed & digitally enhanced
by Sylvia Pekarek
copyrighted property© 2009


Video taken by Sylvia Pekarek at Miwok Park, Novato CA

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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