Whistle down the wind
Let your voices carry
Drown out all the rain
Light a patch of darkness
Treacherous and scary
Howl at the stars
Whisper when you're sleepy
I'll be there to hold you
I'll be there to stop
The chills and all the weeping
Make it clear and strong
So the whole night long
Every signal that you send
Until the very end
I will not abandon you my precious friend
So whistle down the wind
For I have always been
Right there
~
Tom Waits
7 comments:
Deaan - your storm cloud matches the weather at our location.
Love the nostalgic wreather vane!
Have a great week,
stay well & best wishes
Katrin
Haha! He is right to be afraid, tied as he is to his roof.
That's wonderful!
I admire your spirit and your talent, really!
(can I swap it please?)
There is always depth in your creations, Deann; whether in your images or in the meaning you give them.
It's such a pleasure every time!
Take good care of yourself my friend.
Hugs.
Love this combo of art and words!!
A truly magnificent fellow!
A surreal mood. Bravo.
Mine is HERE
Much love...
Fabulous! I think your creativity is as wicked as mine.
Well didn't you portray the fear of the storm in that rooster?!!! He looks justifiably terrified. I love the look of the vane, especially the open-handedness! 💖
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