Walking into
the land of make believe…
I’ve created
with my thoughts,
the world I wish to see.
Rainbows and sunrises
of every hue,
birds twittering
lend me cues,
to dreams awakening
in my mind,
displaying endless possibilities.
Silence deafens…
as I hear the leaves,
steadily dropping
with the evening breeze.
Eventide is boundless
then…
comes the beauty
of painted zen,
upon the sky
as sunset wends
its light …
across the sky,
the magic bends,
bidding good night
as the bright stars quell.
Sunlight filters,
shining on the
pictures of…
people I’ve loved
and people I’ve lost,
from this realm
I see their spirit,
in many ways,
I feel as nearest.
Seeing life
in each moment,
shiny waves …
of molecules present,
feeling those closest…
and also dearest.
Take the time,
look at the memories,
reminiscing with grace,
At how far you’ve come,
And continue onward,
with their love.
Carrying them within
your heart,
Knowing they are at peace,
a treasure trove,
together even though…
we are …physically apart.
Standing silent,
staring across
the frozen moor,
I hear the clang
of closing doors.
Striking out,
fearing no more,
the endless bloodshed…
settling the score.
Seeking the vast
unbroken shore,
to lose myself
forgetting all.
Crunching snow steps
one by one,
toward a warmer, rising sun.
Leaving heartache,
seeing all as one,
forgiveness propels me,
until this day is done.
A barking dog
the hidden feast
wandering as a
lonely beast…
seeking, hungry,
until he sees,
a lively fairie
floating on the breeze.
Tell me
wee one
where shall I find,
a place to rest,
for such a time,
dry and safe
from the dark night?
The fairie twittered
back and forth,
humming sprightly
catching its breath,
shimmering slightly,
the fairie said…
just here in the woods,
Ill lead you to a
spot so fair,
by the stream,
its safest there.
The big oak stands
dry and warm within…
So the dog did find a
hollowed tree…
Ahhh he sighed,
settling in -sleepily.
Still hungry, he sought
the hidden feast,
his tummy rumbled…
for a bite.
But now, amidst
the darkest night,
in fairie woods
he saw a sprite.
Hello there, dog
called the bright light,
whirring and clicking,
flying near…
the light bobbed and
disappeared.
Feeling sad and hungrier still,
the dog lay his head
down, ready for sleep.
All at once,
he heard a peep,
hmmm now, well what is
this?
He asked…
muffled and hidden
he heard, then,
a slight shuffling sound.
I wonder– can I eat this?
In the dark…
he licked his chops
at the thought,
of a meal…
But he sat very still,
until the sound became real.
At last it was clear,
the steps sounded near.
Here were fairies
carrying food,
berries and nuts
and pretty flowers, too!
They placed it before him,
saying softly…
here oh dog,
is a simple repast,
we thought you’d be
hungry,
as night shadows
are cast.
Feel safe now,
and rest your head,
for all is not lost.
When Sun shines
the morrow,
we’ll guide you home,
for now please eat
and bed in our tree,
all is well,
and we shall help thee.
As promised by the
tiny people,
the morning Sun was
a welcome sight,
they came and guided
him through
the woods…
by the stream,
to the road
from whence he came.
And when at last
we step upon
the other shore,
knowing of our death,
falls like a stone.
The sands of time,
have brought us here,
to live our lives…
to tell the tale.
For if not that…
as survival shone,
like a bright star…
to follow the path.
leading us home.
Now, here we stand
as rising tide
it does reveal
the time to ride.
We go in Peace
We go in Love
We feel the pull …
the dove appears …
to show the way,
Onward now, tis a new day.
