©2003 by Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
(Photograph ©2003 by Anita Schiller)

Beauty cannot enter where we do not leave a friendly space.
Poems began as empty pages, masterpieces as a trace.

Every note must stand alone before it makes a lullaby.
Every tree has greater stature viewed against a naked sky.

Life is simple; letting go creates a place for hopes and dreams.
Barren walls and open floors make room for ever-changing themes.