still pool shadowed in the mist of meditation resting itself peacefully on the shoreline of oblivion a shiny new idea like the sun breaking through falls from the sky rising into view playing on the water dances its way in great tsunami rise from tiny ripples that begin an all pervading image that can be cast away burns through to the surface on a secret passageway this slim ray of hop becomes a grand realization spawned in the infinite depth of THE OCEAN OF THE SOUL.
Wisdom in madness, chaos and sometimes an oasis of peace in the eye of the hurricane, dreams, rainbows, chocolat, snow, butterflies, Hazel, those crunching leaves under your feet in autumn, the first springsun, the burning summersun, mountains, books, music, snow, rainbows, new discoveries, love, the feeling of being alive. More to come ...
I have a slightly dark chaotic mind, which will become clear in my writings. I started writing poetry in my twenties, several poems have been published in various magazines. Her first book 'Quills of Fire', written with Marilyn Campiz, appeared in November 2009. Contact the author for a copy!
still pool shadowed in the mist of meditation
ReplyDeleteresting itself peacefully on the shoreline of oblivion
a shiny new idea like the sun breaking through
falls from the sky rising into view
playing on the water dances its way in
great tsunami rise from tiny ripples that begin
an all pervading image that can be cast away
burns through to the surface on a secret passageway
this slim ray of hop becomes a grand realization
spawned in the infinite depth of
THE OCEAN OF THE SOUL.