Avant Guarde

To be able to place ones soul out for others to see, to touch, smell, and taste the words that liberate the heart, put wings to the soul and set the mind wandering through the forests of life is so exuberant that no spoken word can ever encompass. For the spoken word is but a fleeting moment, a wisp upon the winds, to be carried, mixed and diluted as quickly as it is released.

A written word, however, is held fast in the fibers of life, bound by time and energy, only released by the skills of the discoverer whose imagination, touch and knowledge returns the bloom to the authors toil as much as a seed is nurtured giving rebirth to that from which it came.