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"GAIA" - digital collage by S. Auberle

Among these shrouded trees

in the hush of mountain air

I see gods beckoning,

their long, wispy fingers pointing,

then disappearing in clouds.

Sharp edges retreat before me,

black and white soften to silver,

tendrils of mist brush my face

like the untamed hair

of angels and crones...

- mimi 1996