Chameleon Soul


R699 per m²


‘On misty morn

At early dawn

Crickets play

Grasses sway


A ray of sun

Embracing fun

Birds on breeze

Through walls of trees


Washed-out light

Shadows bright

Night sky stars

Scars alight


Rustling winds

Leaves all kinds

Fields at sway

Amber grain


Chameleon soul,

Afore we know

Tears will pour

Skies will roar


Afresh from soul

Seeds will sow

Bulbs will bloom

From coloured loom


Winds will die

To clear the sky

And once again,

Unwavering chain’


VaL Smit ©