"Providence"
Excellent guessing, Riddlers! Feeling the force? Wind is a force of nature, just like you. Wise words to remember; nothing can force nature to do anything.
I am that which moves it all. Invisible whether I rise or fall. I'll tug and twist, push things around; only to nature am I eternally bound.
What am I? Force
Brink of Fall
Breath of wind, you’ll dance around.
Will you ever touch the ground?
Falling leaf, in mid-air, wondering if you care?
Pushed and pulled by unknown force.
Stuck in webs with no recourse.
Falling leaf, do I dare, pluck you from this spider’s snare?
Or will I leave you free to flow?
Only I shall ever know.
Stone Dream #5: Color Cornucopia
Ambient art media mix capturing the essence of whirring frequencies in the field.
Featured in this video:
Nature photography: Connecticut
Microscopic Modern Art: Morning Glory, Sunflower, Echinacea
Original artwork: "Twilight" acrylic painting
Soundscape compilation mix: "Wake"
*The poem was inspired by a dangling leaf spinning in the wind, caught mid-air by invisible threads cast from an unseen force.
