This art is nature's expression.. An exercise in connection.
For it isn't me to see the way, spirit deems direction.
It is the stone that sets the scene, calling me to dream.
Holding firm the rocky shape, nothing as it first seems.
Setting then the shape in motion, each surface has its say.
As copper coils wind and weave, hard curves decide their way.
The journey of a billion years, finds its time so near.
A face of fate reveals itself, its features crystal clear.
The spirit of the stone, a frequency found here.
A soft and subtle whisper, for the quietest to hear.
An essence proven evident, all so the world can find..
Bare beauty shining brightly, divinity defined.
BASE BIJOU; salient spirit.