White feathers
A poem inspired by nature and a walk through the woods along the river. The poem is filled with memories, and has been words bound into wood, found on my walks. The binding has been made with silver wire, pearls, lapis blue beads, crystals, black pearls and feathers
“Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all
— Emily Dickinson