Thursday, January 5, 2012

Spectrum Tube

Glass was love at first sight.  But now it is something different.  Now I don't just love glass I love to sit and listen to her and try my hardest to hear her secrets.  She speaks soft and you have to pay very close attention.  But she will tell you all you need to know.  This piece is a poem of love.   I hope one day you take the time to stop and listen to the things that have no voice.