Ayat by Brent Mathieu

I see a tree, standing solo in a silent sky, one of many, upon a mountain, or a sea shore, before a storm, about to die.  Branches bold, bereft and bare, sap seeks soils shelter, there.  And yet, in each season, as an ayat, a sign, a bud …

To see more of Brent Mathieu’s poetry … see www.voxhumri.com

He is also a naturopathic and homeopathic physician, and has a natural health website:  www.greenmanhealth.com

and he is on facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/brent.mathieu

For more of Ali Jones-Carter’s photographs see:  www.alijones-carter.com