The winter sun brings out the purity of the heaven-given snow,
Yet the ice cracks beneath my winter boots, falling low.
As if there's nothing compared to the warm heart and the fire within,
That's the thing about winter, the most loving and warm win.
A crystalline joy, showing the uniqueness of every snowflake,
Quiet poetry worms it way into my heart, as if calling to the spring flowers,
The air flows cold, and I'm afraid it'll catch a cold,
Not from the temperature outside, but from within it's soul.
......
Under a full moon when the wind is still,
Voices of the past drift over the hill.
Through the Gorse and Grass; Willow and Yew,
You can hear the haunting voices calling you.
On the Rocks and Grass under Gorse and tree,
The ashes of lost loved ones lay eternally.
It was their choice of place to rest,
Safe in the arms of Mother Natures caress.
......
Beyond the limitless barriers of one’s mind, all doubts fade
Whispers of divine power chant a cosmic tale.
In Eden’s embrace, guardian angles weave with grief
What shall be destined, despite ones mistaken belief.
But, oh to believe
Its reflection illuminates the beauty of the divine with a glance,
Pierces the heart while within lies a sacred trance.
A gift of oneness
A power unseen
There’s nothing that one cannot find within
......
When I'm deepest green
beneath clear blue skies and seas
cascades of flowers!
Then bliss hours of my beauty
and my radiant good health.
In blue hours of green
birds sing and there's abundance
planetary dream
I hope soon days are coming
......
Great Mother, giver of life.
Beauty and bounty, peace and strife.
We are your children.
Under a full moon when the wind is still,
Voices of the past drift over the hill.
Through the Gorse and Grass; Willow and Yew,
You can hear the haunting voices calling you.
On the Rocks and Grass under Gorse and tree,
The ashes of lost loved ones lay eternally.
It was their choice of place to rest,
Safe in the arms of Mother Natures caress.
......
Beyond the limitless barriers of one’s mind, all doubts fade
Whispers of divine power chant a cosmic tale.
In Eden’s embrace, guardian angles weave with grief
What shall be destined, despite ones mistaken belief.
But, oh to believe
Its reflection illuminates the beauty of the divine with a glance,
Pierces the heart while within lies a sacred trance.
A gift of oneness
A power unseen
There’s nothing that one cannot find within
......
Great Mother, giver of life.
Beauty and bounty, peace and strife.
We are your children.
scatterer of blooms
on the green everywhere lanes
mother of colors
in dark yellow dawn
or purple pansy dusk robed
in butterfly swarms
mother by blue lakes
in a green fascinator
......
When I'm deepest green
beneath clear blue skies and seas
cascades of flowers!
Then bliss hours of my beauty
and my radiant good health.
In blue hours of green
birds sing and there's abundance
planetary dream
I hope soon days are coming
......