Upon rising
In the center of the crescent window
whence light falls
the moon is a paring
curled in solitude
on a whisperless sea.
In the center of the crescent window
whence light falls
the moon is a paring
curled in solitude
on a whisperless sea.
ehj2 wrote:
oh that draws me in
from the edge of the deep forest
where i have wandered
and run with the deer
slept with rabbits
to linger now
here
motionless and wordless
at the moon garden …
i’ve brought a shiny pebble
i found in a quiet stream
and carried in a pocket for moons of days
to offer at the edge of the swirled path
around the magic stones set here
and the flowers around the fountain …
i turn quietly four times in a sacred dance
under the stars
lean against the fountain at the center of the world
for twelve breaths
then slip softly away
following a sweet fragrance wafted by dreams …
/ehj2
Posted on 23-May-06 at 11:36 am | Permalink
mindspin wrote:
Thank you, dear friend, for dancing here.
Posted on 27-May-06 at 12:41 pm | Permalink