Dreaming the Blue
Dreaming the Blue Wild North, pure and true A mystical land The elements in command Breathing through my soul Life’s transparent, whole ~ Photographer: my good friend and wonderfully rude witch MrsRedHead Photography

Dreaming the Blue Wild North, pure and true A mystical land The elements in command Breathing through my soul Life’s transparent, whole ~ Photographer: my good friend and wonderfully rude witch MrsRedHead Photography
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
Love is love It remains the same Only the human experience of it Is in constant change Our hearts are created to love Love itself doesn’t bring pain Only when we shut it down For one Reason or the other, we are slain It’s beyond the story Allowing love
Between dusk and dawn In the space between spaces Dreamers are reborn ~ Weekly Photo Challenge: Between
Words spoken Hearts blown open Razing minds Keeping us blind To the magic of life We cut it out with a knife “Back to reality” some people say Going back to their daily lives in dismay Who decided that was ‘reality’ And freedom, innocence and love just a momentary
Life is a painting Each brushstroke a story lived by Like clouds passing On an infinite blue sky Sometimes a story cracks open Letting the light shine through Touching a deeper sense Of what we know to be true Without the changing clouds The painting would be less The
On the move Life is change Nothing Ever remains the same Walking down a red dusty road Wondering, are we really moving anywhere? Or is it merely The way life to us appear? ~ Weekly Photo Challenge: On the Move
Purple spring Feet growing wings Dragons slumber Camouflaged by desert umber ~ Weekly Photo Challenge: Spring!
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? ~
Walking down different paths Yet, moving in the same direction Recognizing ourselves In nature and each others reflection ~
Many-layered stories Many-layered perspectives Many-layered personalities Many-layered realities One truth… Is there such a thing? ~
Sometimes rivers flow Sometimes we need to let go Sometimes the fastest way Is to go slow ~ Poem inspired by Danish singer songwriter Tina Dico’s song “Count to Ten” and her lyrics: Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slow Sometimes if you wanna
Golden wall Standing tall Thoughts too small Questions dissolve At one with it All ~