Born a Child of Nature – the soil nurtured you.
Hands strong with love and intention – your fingers became the roots.
There was life and breath within the land – you felt it with your soul;
You planted seeds of trust and truth – this made the poetry grow.
You knew how flora captured light – you painted a garden’s grace;
You heard the symphony of the flowers – then you planted a melodic space.
In your heart is a story – you’ve written it in the meadow;
In every seed and every stone – resonates your echo.
A lifetime of moments by an apple tree – a exuberant presence on the tip of a leaf.
The taste of sun in a strawberry, the scent of love in a swaying lily.
The texture of wood is possibility…
Creation sighs at the vibrant beauty.
This is the healing we learn from Monty.