Inside she stood, 'neath willows cry, Feet bathed in stream, kissing pebbles smooth, Robins round her station sound, As hart with gentle, longing nudge, Squirrel & hare bound and scamper by, Maiden fair, beaming ageless time, Nature's band, hers to command!
How hard it is to be Love. Forgiving ourselves, forgiving others, forgiving ourselves for not forgiving others, forgiving others for not forgiving us... Love should not be such a painful struggle for us. We yearn for Love so badly, yet direct so much of our efforts on shoving it away.
Deep-hidden in caverns green Under shimmering sea-foam stars Lies a fountain, waters endless Open to all, hearing Her call Listen too, and you shall see Flame Divine, pulse of Life Heart of forest, by oceans waves Lovers' embrace, in infant's gaze Ever moving, eternally still Winds of Heaven, drops of
Lustre gleam of distant Life, Burning flames pierce the Night, As moth & owl on haunting flight, While slumbering hills, their hollows hug, Beast & Bird from darkness shadow, Bursting forth past Mother Luna, No humble whispers, No, harkening cry! Highlight 'fore dawn, All washed from sight, All hidden from