Pure and innocent
The white paper daisies
That grow on the side of the mountain
White as snow
Innocent as child.
Yet not all people see them.
Too fast are their footsteps
Their minds a mile away
Not noticing, not looking
Missing their beauty
Missing their simplicity.
You miss a lot if you don't observe.
We all should
To save ourselves
And to save the white paper daisies
That grow on the mountainside.
Alice wrote this poem during the process of creating the theatre piece "Cloud Catcher" with Kerry Dwyer.
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