I distort the picture I paint
of you, not from disrespect,
but from some still and holy
reverence of who you are.

As I behold in awe the
essence of your being,
I am blinded by your light,
relying only on second sight
to see beyond the mist of time
enfolding us.

The gifts you bear to me
glitter as golden as the
crowns of kings. I am blessed,
then blessed again, each time
you cast your eyes to see me standing
in wait of some distant tolling.

You listen mindfully to my song;
you ken my meaning.

When I bend my knee to
look into the river,
it is your reflection that I see.

Alyce Guynn          © May 6, 2002

The mask arrived just on time, it fit like it was
made for me and the greenman was
well received!!

As a token of my gratitude and as promised
here are a few pictures of myself
as the greenman. The pictures without the
green makeup are the new mask.

Thanks again!
Louie