Canvas Lands of Elvish meadows, Beset on all eight winds
The magnficence of the falling leaf, the running stream.
Showing How time expands and then contracts,
stops, yet keeps on flowing
Where she stays captivated in the hands
Of Nature's Sanctuary
A contest entry
- PIF Visual by Gypsie Ink.
400 points, ended November 9, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
