Monday 26 November 2018

Shadow Land

A wolf walked with me once.
Or did I walk with him?
I know he set the pace.
We padded softly
Through a shadow land.
He knew me then,
Watching with gentle eyes.
And when we heard the drum,
We'd dance.
And we would run,
My heart beating fast,
Me, gasping for breath.
Until we came one day
Into a glade of light.
And there he left me.
 

Optimism

The fruit is eaten,
The commitment made.
The seed is planted
In cool earth;
A gentle womb in which
To rest the winter through.
And then, first stirrings;
Cell by cell awakening,
Slowly, but quickening,
Bursting,
Into a world unready,
Tender, fragile,
But full of optimism.

Monday 19 November 2018

In Earth

Rock
Water
Cleansing
Corroding
Re-forming  


Light
Power
Warmth
Sunshine
Energizing


Leaf
Tree
Strength
Rooted
In earth