A Paradox
When the lines get blurred We end up getting hurt Mountains fade Walking in an old shade Growing toxicity Loosing touch with simplicity Small things Become big things Slow to understand Allowing an old seed to be in command Not hearing the whisper of the inner voice The one
Giving Back the Day
I’m giving back A day I didn’t see Sadly unused Wasted on me Foreign shadows Finding their way in On a beautiful day That could have been Eyes closed Spirit enclosed The inner Sea Roaring Wild Fighting To break Free Exhausted Sinking into the calm of night Under the
Threshold II
Rainbow touching Sunlit trees Dark clouds lingering Holding rusty keys Rainbow reaching Beyond the eye Down to our world Beneath an infinite sky Rainbow weaving A new fabric of life Golden branches illuminating The mystery by my side Rainbow calling Showing a different way Over the threshold The unknown
Threshold I
Snow-capped mountains Walking on the edge On both sides the abyss Watching my steaming breath Touching the snow With bare sensitive hands Listening to my heart And it’s fiery demands Cool mountain breeze Caressing my naked soul Soaring towards limitless skies On a threshold; dreams exposed ~ WPC –
Conmhaícne Mara
Mountain strength Ancient tongue People of the sea To this county belong Tranquil Fjord Yet shadows dwell Descendants of the hound son Lived through famine from hell Weaving through the cycle of life Clear streams forever flow Gentle and prudent hands Planting new seeds to grow ~
A Place in Between
Last kiss Of the sun Mountains rest A place in between Hidden river deep Carrying me Into awaken sleep
Mullaghmore Reflection III
Mullaghmore A Dreamers door To myths and magic The great unknown Mystery’s invisible shore ~
Mullaghmore Reflection I
Butterfly Reflection
Natures quiet creation Inspiring our imagination Subtle blue sky The touch of a butterfly Bringer of transformation Life’s natural abrasion ~ WPC: Reflections
A Small Reflection in the Grander Tapestry of Life
Reflections
Reflections Life’s quiet projections A change in the wind Creating ripples within Momentarily Blurring the perception Of all things connection Versatile temperaments The force of the elements Running deep in us all Listen to the call Remembrance We are nature too If only we knew ~
Do You Have the Courage to Live?
How to fly when your wing is broken? How to rise from a hidden wound unspoken? ~ What if our existential fear is not that of dying, but that of really living? It’s known in psychotherapy and psychology that we have an existential fear of dying that is the
Reflections on Perspective
Looking deep Into a boundless lake Of existence Of being Of life’s ache What do you see? Perspectives spinning What stories within Are winning? Is the sky blue Behind and underneath the clouds? Is the world turned upside down? Does it make you believe You are about to drown? Or
Crescent Moon
Curling up In the crescent moon A warm embrace A quiet tune Slowly sinking into The land of dreams Crossing oceans Walking along streams Listening to whispers In silhouetted trees From ancient voices Carried on the breeze Breathing in Vibrating midnight air A sacred homecoming To the blue nights
On the Edge
On the edge Greeting death Raw. Exposed Still. Disclosed Dissolving From still to storm Reborn…
Awareness
Curiosity