Whispers linger In the quiet morning air Fairies and mountain elves I sense their gentle care Whispers linger In the quiet morning air Untold tales Of loss and despair Whispers linger In the morning air We can tread lightly If we care to dare ~
She of quiet streams Weaving simple dreams Of endings and new beginnings An eternal dance Natures infinite romance ~
Changing horizons Clouds and streams moving through dreams Quiet light shines through ~
A change in the wind Untapped life stirring within Off the beaten track ~
Clipped wings Facing rough winds Dark fire Broken lyre Haunting tunes Grieving natures misfortune When mankind marched on Depriving life’s pure song For his own good Something he sorely misunderstood ~
A saga untold About to unfold Freedoms roar Dragons soar A völva’s gaze Cutting through the haze Golden snake uncurls Protecting the Earth Silent creation No separation The language of the elements Spoken with eloquence Mankind forgets We are no-one, and yet… A mystery; never born Does the rose
On a bronze mountains dry shelves A little part of Earths story dwells A wonder for our feet to walk upon A sound of silence, a resonant song Don’t we also to this belong; In the space between diversity Aren’t we all one? ~
Daffodils greeting the sun It is time for me to wander on Spirit light, walking with ease Carried by the desert breeze
Once a sea Now a timeless place For us to see To sit on the crest To simply be
Desert tree Life’s simplicity It doesn’t ask; “Who am I?” “Why am I here?” It is simply there ~
Natures quiet creation Inspiring our imagination Subtle blue sky The touch of a butterfly Bringer of transformation Life’s natural abrasion ~ WPC: Reflections
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