Mother Nature

What greater praise can I give you than to call you

green? Green, rooted in light, shining like the sun that

pours riches on the wheeling earth; incomprehensible

green, divinely mysterious green, comforting arms of

divine green, protecting us in their powerful circle.

And yet, lady, you are more than even the noblest green,

for you glow red as breaking dawn, you shine white

as the incandescent sun. splendid Mother, none

of our physical senses can explain or comprehend you.

.....Hildegarde of Bingin

This is my entry for the digital-whisper challenge (#22 Mother Nature). Imagery from e-vint.com, Holliewood and Finecrafted designs at Deviant scraps. Soft light, fresco and multiply filters used in Photoshop.