FLUX
Aloha.
Oh, Hawaii.*
If only. Floating in a sea of blue. Floating in a sea of green.
I am there. I am here, going there. Slowly, consciously, unconsciously, uncovering—my there. Like leaves fallen from oak and hickory, piled high. Wet and matted. I am raking and scratching for my there.
The past year as many of you know has been about moving. Settling and rooting. Flux. I am coming out from under the earth. Breaking out in winter no less.
None of the blues, greens, or breezes of the Pacific cross my face. Yet I still push up and out. Rooted and ready.
Please take a look at this new work and share your thoughts.
My best to you all, y'all, in 2009.
Sharon [Wren] Rogers
*Listen to Jack Johnson. "Constellations" from "In Between Dreams"
http://www.jackjohnsonmusic.com/music/detail/in_between_dreams
Oh, Hawaii.*
If only. Floating in a sea of blue. Floating in a sea of green.
I am there. I am here, going there. Slowly, consciously, unconsciously, uncovering—my there. Like leaves fallen from oak and hickory, piled high. Wet and matted. I am raking and scratching for my there.
The past year as many of you know has been about moving. Settling and rooting. Flux. I am coming out from under the earth. Breaking out in winter no less.
None of the blues, greens, or breezes of the Pacific cross my face. Yet I still push up and out. Rooted and ready.
Please take a look at this new work and share your thoughts.
My best to you all, y'all, in 2009.
Sharon [Wren] Rogers
*Listen to Jack Johnson. "Constellations" from "In Between Dreams"
http://www.jackjohnsonmusic.com/music/detail/in_between_dreams
