Under branches reaching...
for light of stars
and solitary moons
and wanderers across the sky...
Always
I am here
another tale unfolding;
a flower held in both our hands
unbudding
to an unexpected bloom...
The light of all these skies
shines
between our eyes...
Never fear--
I am here.
Seek me,
seeking you--
in corners of your heart
known but unexplored...
In imagination’s sparkle,
In campfire shadows...
just beyond the circle
of its light, am I,
waiting for your call
your coaxing tones
and love
and ears to know
what I would teach
that no other being knows...
Softly, softly, gently--
powerful
are we.
About the Creator
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