AUTUMN LEAF
Dew encrusted
Tracery of veins
Branching
Time and again
Into infinite energy
Solid sunlight
Cycling time, down, down
Into the groundswell
Of life
October 2010,
Poulstone Court,
Herefordshire
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GROVE SONG
A wind ran round the grove
Whispering of times gone by
And yet to come
Watching…
The edge skin of my being
Shimmered, shivered, blurred
At the touch of its eye
And I was the green, the birdsong,
The deepening evening sky,
The warm dark earth.
The wind carried me away
Into myself.
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HAVE I LOST HEART?
Have I lost heart
In that wonderful idea,
In that golden inspiration,
Whispered by the spirits
Just for me?
Have I lost heart
Chasing infinite options
Across the feckless
World Wide Web ?
Have I lost heart
As I come back into
The reality studio
And face the spectre
Of Failure?
Wait - wait - remember…
All will be well
If I find my heart’s root
And listen to it again.
ABERCYCH, 2011
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HEART HEALING SONG
See it flowing away
See it flowing away
See it flowing away
The black
tarn of my grief
The pool of
tar
From the
smoke of old fires
The dark
residue
Of old hurts
See it flow,
flow
With the
healing salt waters.
Mother
Ocean, wash me
Wash the
cavity of my heart
Until the
black is gone,
Until the
black is gone
And the good red road remains
ABERCYCH, 2010
Following a dream and
healing journey
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LETTING GO
Letting go
Of outworn dreams,
Is hard.
Letting go
Of what I thought would be
Is scary.
Letting past and future go
I hold my breath
The way is clear…
Oh-oh...
Here come more dreams -
RUN!
But where?
ABERCYCH, 2011
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ON INSPIRATION
The vision dulls, fades
In the making -
I know this well.
It hurts.
What I must learn
From your beholding,
From the wonder
Of your looking,
Is Trust.
What fades for me
I grow to accept.
As it stretches
Your world.
ABERCYCH, 2011
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PETAL PATH
I stand on the path of the Dead
At my feet the
Path of golden petals.
I greet the selves I have been
Standing along the petal path
Stretching from Infinity
To Now.
I honour you in Beauty
My heart is full for you. Me.
I pass a kiss of peace
Of deepest gratitude,
I send a blessing of healing,
Back along the line.
We link hands
For a moment
In time.
All is well.
Samhain 2010, Day of
the Dead
After shamanic drumming
Poulstone Court,
Herefordshire
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WHAT HAPPENS IN MOONLIGHT
What called me out
On my way to bed,
Into the mist-breath garden
Is a mystery.
The hunkered stones,
The drinking plants,
The hidden scurriers
Pause,
Bathe in the sound of your
Pouring down power.
In the warp of your song
We are all connected.
And dance stillness,
Woven,
In this moment.
ABERCYCH, 2011
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WHEN WE HAVE…
When we have heard
The singing moon
In the tides of our blood…
When we have felt
The slingshot dance
Of the roaring stars
In our belly…
When we have looked
Into infinitesimal space
Within
Without
And seen the elegance
Beyond words or thought
Of the design
Recreating…
Then we unlock
The old stories
And the mystery
Deepens.
August, 2010
Given to me by Grandmother Moon
before shamanic meeting day
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