HANA SNOW | THE FREEDOM WITHIN BELIEVING
NEVER ENDING GARDEN SCARF
The Freedom within Believing
In a realm of imagination moulded by creators with roots of magic, soil, bloom.
Our prince, princess, poet. The faerie mother, the devilish sprite.
Walls that grow, out of sight.
Rolling ruffs, ruffles, fruff and fruffle, folding pleats & unfurling fibril.
Swooshing in, dashing by, a flurry & flutter, cascading moss, silks as soft as kisses, a papery petal decent.
Blushy sweet dreams in sunkissed corners.
Nestling into dust and crumble, a floral dance impressed.
The softest tempo of stitch, fray and fold, a echoing comfort of mother natures colour.