Sacred Witness
There is no promiselife passes, sometimes trickleswe survive or thrivelove as glue, spirit reigningheart open – sacred witness. (Image my own.)
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Floral Messages
What if each soul, in passing, casts a seed upon the earth – and with each Spring, the seeds burst with beauty, as a reminder of the blessing that is life.
Read MorePast Ripe
Fertile is love – an ancient fruit tree soft and up-giving were life root almost too wet – moony world Secret: I wither, am stone berry – no rain at lake walk bucolic earth follow winter cover shed colour watcher, will live, do. (Friday is Magnetic Poetry day. Image is from personal collection.)
Read MoreLike a Flame
Imperceptibly they disappear no ghostly trace I am a doorway – open, transparent, absorbing teleporting extinguishing souls, spirited away Eden-bound no return.
Read MoreLet Me Surrender
What corridor is this? What beckoning – wordless sublime… is this awakening or does death posture in shadows… my heart yearns mourns … to be absolved of this strife Let me surrender let Grace guide uncertain limbs carry me… I am ready…
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