words adapted from 'Azalea in the House' by Anne Ridler
It speaks in a blaze, like a prophet returned
Explosions of sunsets, archangels on a needle-point
Red parliament of butterflies ....
Hours not spent in watching it are wasted
All paper and wordart from Warm Days -collab bt Ashalee Wall and Sally Angelworks
lifted from Michael - with thanks, and thanks to Wendy for the template
