Poetry by David Hoffmann

where do the steps that we take lead us?

The Grand Canyon She picked up her brush and began to paint Her pallet of earth sometimes was faint The depth of scene was beyond reach of eye T

A dance between two people

Droplets of water can leave a lasting impression

Tall Pine Upon her crystal shores... waves of shimmering light. Part of a larger symphony near water's edge. Under tall pine a leaf gently spiral

two souls connecting