Happy Birthday dear withywindle01 !!
Thank you for all the love and joy you're giving - with your presence here and with the beauty of your words.
May this day be filled with love and joy, hugs and kisses, lots of stars and sunshine and ... hobbits!
This is for you, my dear.
I love it when my master writes.
He’s always very concentrated,
and lost in thoughts as it seems…
Sometimes I’m just standing in the door-frame
watching him …
It feels like absorbing moonlight on
in the dark of the night
even when it is in the middle of the day.
Listening to the silent scratching
of his feather across the parchment …
admiring this image like
the beauty of a bird.
The quill – it’s a marvel itself…
I held it in my hands once secretly –
it extremely lightweight and yet it is
strong as a bone.
The feather – humble as it may appear
is a masterpiece…
Like Mr. Frodo’s words are a wonders
Oh no, he doesn’t only write –
he signs the paper.
He paints pictures with his words,
Words that feel … mystic and real…
I asked him how he does it
creating worlds, images
out of the blue.
He smiled and whispered
“you only have to let words come
out of you. Then it’s right.”
I thought about this many many times…
Reading his words feels like
Listening to his voice…
Hands have no tear to flow,
Enjoy this special day!
Love and big tight birthday hugs,