We’re tethered
together.
here..
yet alone; set apart..
I can hear.
each heart.
whisper..
I’m reaching out.
reaching out..
touch my soul.
Poem & Painting by Mairi
The Whisper
We’re tethered
together.
here..
yet alone; set apart..
I can hear.
each heart.
whisper..
I’m reaching out.
reaching out..
touch my soul.
Poem & Painting by Mairi
Just Mairi 
Dear Mairi, lovely artwork; the colours are wonderful. Do you use inks? Or watercolours? There is a wonderful light in the colours. Your poem…what can I say…an invitation from the heart. 🤗❤️🙇♂️
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Thank you Ashley 🧡. I use a mixture of watercolours and inks. I never plan a painting at all. I just start and see what happens. I do the same with poems. That woks best for me. I mostly end up painting trees for some reason 🧡. I just love trees.
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This is an old poem I had forgotten about, which somehow spoke to me today. Many of my older poems seem to speak more loudly to me these days. It’s almost as though they were messages from the Universe for this time. You can find my original book ‘Poems from the Universe’ republished at Lulu Press.
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