Great Circle -The four seasons depicted around the circle. A poem celebrating the connectiveness of life (see below) is intertwined with the artwork.
The text is in the center.
Poem:
In the great circle
Winter winds sough through black night branches The owl teases us with varying calls
Tho we cannot see him All life flows in a delicate balance
Rains of spring bring forth
Dazzling flowers unto summer We dance a common dance
Our songs rise together in one voice
The thread running thru all things binds us firmly to the universe
And in this connection, we are rich & glad & unafraid It is in this perpetual circle that we move
And all life is one
Poem Copyright by Pat Brotman