Y Sgwrs (The Conversation)

The Irish Poet and Philosopher, John O’Donahue wrote about dialogues between different aspects of the natural world. Between rocks and water at the coastline, between river and banks as water carves new shapes to hold the ever changing flow, between earth and sky.

I imagined a dialogue between a dry stone wall and a weather system passing through from South to North. The wall, created by human hands with no mortar, travels for miles over the undulating hillside. Meandering through heather and spongy green grasses, the wall also holds space for moss and lichen on and in it’s body. There is deep silence, and unity in stone.

In beautiful contrast, the skies swirl with colour and light, breathing form into space in a palette of subtle greys. Openings in the cloud canopy allow fingers of light to touch the earth in the valley below, illuminating the Conwy River and the surrounding fields.

Waves of energy ripple through both the land and the sky, speaking a mysterious language.