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Touch
touching
fingertips
finger to lips;
Deep
deeper
deepest
Faery-blue myst;
Breath
breathing
feeling this
feeling your kiss;
One
oneness
weaving within
a sacred bliss.
A sense of Knowing
River flowing
in rainbow streams
in Faerie dreams
I see you glowing
Time is slowing
in moonlit beams -
in you, it seems,
my trust is growing.
Puzzled at the "knock"
- when most did not
and took what wasn't theirs -
Puzzled with you
who honored anew
the friendship I would share.
Often
when I shift
and know myself to be
right next to you,
I feel
your Faery gift
and tell myself to breath
... so hard to do...
Once in a long ago Land
... or yet just a breath away...
(for time and place cannot stand
in the Truth of the Shaman's Way),
I knew you beyond the Wall
in the Grove of a Faery Keep --
and Listening, I hear your Call,
still touching me ever so deep.
Lighthawk 11-8-4
The “Gathering” Storm-warnings 9-29-4
The Lightning speaks from afar,
Like a ventriloquist,
Like a thrown piece of star,
Piercing the rainy Myst.
The Path is soggy, muddy,
Grabbing my shoes and footsteps
As if to ponder, study,
The cause of my ragged breath.
Pushing through air, as if water,
As if every breath is a chore,
As if every move is “against it”,
Like pushing against a closed Door.
(relevance of this quatrain to lunar eclipse
Poems: 9-22-4
Touch the Rainbow…
Watch it shimmer
As if a Veil of mystic Tide
Calls your Spirit
To remember –
You are yourself on either Side.
In the morning,
I call the sun
To meet me on the hill;
In the morning,
We both are One –
Light of true Light, still.
I walk along a quiet beach
… light and darkness, one…
I walk along a quiet beach
…new moon, new tide, respun…
Upon a path, tween earth and sky
…soft sand beneath my feet…
Upon a path, tween sea and sky
…I’m song and singer, free…
I harmonize with surf and wind
…a Gateway, now, revealed…
I dance among the moon and stars
…my Spirit newly healed.
Polarity, Duality,
Construct of Mortality
And Terran cognitive Thought,
All create a Deep Illusion
Of Despair and Dark Confusion –
Distortion of the Truth of God.
Sun and Rain, interweave
Earth and Lightning, dance
Wind and Thunder, sing together
Storm whispers: “Take a chance!”
Dance, my heart, within the Rainbow
Sing, my soul, released
Unattached within the Flowing
Here, I find my Peace.
“Tis only a memory of my Hands
…which shielded you from the Sight…
that holds you quite attached to Fear
and all that transpired that Night.”
“Ocean, within and without
…Spiritual Tide of Peace…
sings and dances about
the Fire of your Beliefs.”
“Walk, now; move on,
the Path is never still,
but lingers patiently
upon your Will;
Walk, now; move on,
the Path is quite aware –
you step to just discern
that you’re already there.”