We Are The Music

Aside

We are the Music

A panic came to me tonight –
I realised, like a spiralled, stinging shock,
I will never hear all the music in this world….
Such richly tapestried clusters of sounds
in our ardent souls.
Perhaps we are the marvellous music
and it
is
us….. 

Aside

First written in 2011 a month before Cancer surgery: September 10, 2011 at 1:08am

Crooked Smile

“Stilling my heart I reach my hand to touch the stealthy sky.

Swift bird’s flight steals you from seductive clouds

and carries you out into the humming, sighing universe.

It clangs, that pulsating blood of mine

your breath the fuelling fire –

your smile crooked, clowning, shaking my soul

from it’s cosy nest…..

I thought I was a Linnet till the cloud cracked

& I saw my face in raindrops, glistening like

crystals in lights of full moon sky…..

I realised then with fragile, inner voice

that I was human, just being,

longing to be a bird free on the wing.

And you, my shoulder to weep soft tears upon

when my wound up wings

were wrapped to my aching sides. “

Equilibrium

Aside

Equilibrium

Here it is,
softened by elements so warm,
autumnal winds raise skirts and flags
as the equinox opens wide the door
inviting itself in.
King cups incubating underground
await the winter chills to come and pass
before their faces break to the light again.
Yet for now, it’s Mabon’s time.
Tread softly into completion,
as the natural world calls for gentleness
while all around rages, freezes then thaws….
before Ostara comes our way once more.
Your wheel is whatever you make it….
within your perfect equilibrium.

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