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Clautje
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[2005-12-01 17:53:34 +0000 UTC]
"Clautje"
(Netherlands)
# Statistics
Favourites: 36; Deviations: 14; Watchers: 4
Watching: 29; Pageviews: 4132; Comments Made: 115; Friends: 29
# Interests
Tools of the Trade: Adobe Master Collection CS4Other Interests: Creative arts, writing, photography, nature & reading
# About me
A leap into the world of seerswhere underneath the mount of darkened hours
the dreaded hands of time
turn over another day of undiscovered pearls.
Huddled in a puddle of algae
a hunchbacked elder scoops layer after layer
of precious clay-rich soil
forming hierarchic hills.
A lone and solemn cry
finds its way down from the heavenly skies
into the dreamless dark where soul and spirit linger
within the shadowed corridors
of a tear-bled-trail stained borrow
of wishes and wants.
On the other side of her
a youngster takes the soil and spreads it out
evenly into raised beds
alongside a dried up stream.
Whispers dance through empty hallways
bouncing softly off the weeping-willow made rafters
that supply the otherwise damp musky air
with a subtle softness that soothes the senses
As the day progresses
the elder steadily supplies the soil
until ten raised beds are formed
and the sun softly kisses the horizon.
Desire hunts the aimless drifting glowing orb of secrecy
through the veiled chambers
in a desolate attempt to discover the treasure of wisdom
that reconciles past with present and futures undefined.
the women climb back under the mount
and rest their weary limbs
until dawn once again will summon their presence
and the crop desires to be sown
From underneath the roots that entwine in the most delicate of ways
forming a maze of life and destiny
a soft sigh rises and expands with a silken touch
through tunnes to where the moonbeams caress
the with ivy laced entrance
As the sun peers over the morrow
the elder rises from the burrow
with a soft determination in both eyes and movement
she makes her way to the stream
and mingles with the silver fingers descending
to resurrect a silent judgment that breathes in reslilient protest
in voices on the wind heard loudest within the darkened forest
and the moaning of the mighty oaks
A smile softens the astute expression on her face
as she bends over the beds creating dimples in the earth
in which she deposits a single seed
blanketing them carefully with a thin layer of soil
The end of day and ceremonial planting
is marked by a soft spoken prayer
and as by destiny foreseen, the stream now dry will fill up
with tomorrow's tears
feeding the seeds with the drippings of fate
as below the mount the elder smiles a knowing smile
and one day in the future we will harvest the lessons of life.
-Clautje
Current Residence: Netherlands
Favourite genre of music: Everything with good energy and great lyrics
Favourite style of art: Traditional arts
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: my cell :p
Personal Quote: He who looks for friends without flaws will remain without friends (Mevlana)
# Comments
Comments: 14
Thank you very mUch dear Clautje for the Watch... I really appreciate it ...!!!
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You are very welcome, though I don't see how I could not, you have an astounding gallery. It really is my pleasure.
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hehe.. just your reply with dancing smileys made it worth the effort
your art rocks, it is my pleasure
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Hey, landgenoot(je) je sig is cool! Krijgen we nog meer mooi werk te zien??
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Hey. Thanks for the favorite on my Animation. Shame you dont have any deviations...
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Hello and welcome to
DeviantArt. Be creative as possible and explore new territory
My 
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