A New Order

And so there came a time of consequence
A time of vice and sad lament
A place in space laid ready for
a global shift no longer to ignore

Perhaps, he said, it's not too late
Perhaps indeed to save this state
A time of plenty but too many laid bare and hopeless
become the rule and not the focus

When mankind and nature are set at odds
No wonder which will win the nod
For all the power that can exist
It is but married in a universal kiss

Awake my children he said out loud
Awake before the thunder cloud

If only just embrace my kiss
We can conjoin in cosmic bliss

Ageless Beauty

I came upon an ancient voice as I sat down today
Surrounded by her family she seemed to be at bay

Even though the sun was warm and a gentle breeze gave way
The mood I felt was ominous, she seemed to want to say

"I hear the sound of distant drums and smell the fields of hay
When I was young and passionate, in love with life all day"

Sitting in her proper chair and entertaining folk
Her mind was not within the place, her thoughts were far afloat

The journey she was headed on had only just begun
Her thoughts were nurtured by the rain that came with years of sun

Remembrances of days gone by and loves did fill her soul
When rainy days gave way to sun, the sunshine on her soul

The Face of Fall

 
 



















It is perhaps in the fall when ancient memories stir most of all. The smell of fires and the dappled shade make way for sacred thoughts and long held longings for a pending frost.

A space of tranquility where past and present dwell and the dream of eternity is cast in a spell.

Much like embers blowing in the wind or falling leaves circling around your feet and limbs. This is a time of magic and more. A time to listen to your thoughts of before.

A time to prepare for the coming snow and a time to lay plans for the long winter show.

How many times have I been to this place, and how many more will there be in this space. But every moment is a joy and a pleasure. Every day a loving treasure. Only time can give us the answer.

Autumn my nemesis and my old friend. It is Autumn that welcomes me home once again.