Sailing across time, endlessly seeking
Lives drift by and fall away.
Until one day . . .again your soul I see
Looking through new eyes at me.
It is you again, and yet again,
As we sail across time . . . and remember.
France, Glastonbury, the High Desert
Souls seen through different eyes.
Endlessly sailing. . . circling 'round
To meet and to remember.
We who love and love again,
As we voyage endlessly through time.
There are Fairies at the bottom of this garden.
Welcome
Welcome to Shady Hollow, my friend
A place not a place: no beginning, no end.
Where the Spirits of Air do create and inspire,
And Fire Spirits dance on the edge of desire.
Where Ancients of Water cleanse body and mind,
And Earth Spirits thrive freely by leaf and by vine.
Come, sit on the porch. Rest your body and learn
Of the wonderful magic in life's every turn.
No matter your philosophies, religion, beliefs
You're most welcome here, Merry Meet, Blessed Be.
A place not a place: no beginning, no end.
Where the Spirits of Air do create and inspire,
And Fire Spirits dance on the edge of desire.
Where Ancients of Water cleanse body and mind,
And Earth Spirits thrive freely by leaf and by vine.
Come, sit on the porch. Rest your body and learn
Of the wonderful magic in life's every turn.
No matter your philosophies, religion, beliefs
You're most welcome here, Merry Meet, Blessed Be.
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Beautiful poem, keep writing and posting.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad Andrea suggested I stop by to read your poem. It is absolutely breathtaking. I hope you plan to post more:-)
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