~for N~
to arise at dawn dancing
on the sands of eastern shore,
to wander mountain streams,
foliage and fauna bowing in homage,
to gaze over valley
cavorting to cacophony
of cricket and frog,
to awaken in moonlight,
song of wee folks in the air
to bring home a vision
to know in your depths,
your mind's eye the witness,
your heart of hearts bursting,
internal enchanted place,
cauldron of prayers, wishes,
hopes, dreams, spells and desires
melding into fruitful healing existence
to arise at dawn dancing
on the sands of eastern shore,
to wander mountain streams,
foliage and fauna bowing in homage,
to gaze over valley
cavorting to cacophony
of cricket and frog,
to awaken in moonlight,
song of wee folks in the air
to bring home a vision
to know in your depths,
your mind's eye the witness,
your heart of hearts bursting,
internal enchanted place,
cauldron of prayers, wishes,
hopes, dreams, spells and desires
melding into fruitful healing existence
7 comments:
aaaah, the stuff dreams are made of. your writing entrances me always...
nice magical spell
:-)
Whaaaat? Jesus! Hopefully you didn't just hear a rumor. Expect a post soon if it's true. When was this?
I love this and the one below. thanks for writing and sharing such beautiful rhetoric each day...hugs, and love. ♥
Simply magical!
I love, love, loved, that first bit... I actually have danced at dawn on the sands of an eastern shore.
Hope your Wednesday is going well Larry :)
He is now.
"cavorting to cacophony
of cricket and frog" = marvelous marvelousness
Post a Comment