"Look at me now," I say, "just look and listen".
I have no wisdom to give you, no insights
into your journey, the shapes and colours
of your myriad lives, their twists and their
turns, their themed and glossy fragrance.
Look, here are my hands beseeching you,
cupped, I hold them out like a benediction,
resting within, spring waters and fragments
of the clearest summer skies at sunrise,
blue as a starling's egg and mole dappled,
tiny ripples and perfect reflections all rounded
in a wooded blessing of the finest kind.
Drink from these hands, and be content,
oh friend, let us travel on together starting
here and now, light of heart and singing as
the birds sing, branch to branch at dawn.
Cate (KerrdeLune)
I have no wisdom to give you, no insights
into your journey, the shapes and colours
of your myriad lives, their twists and their
turns, their themed and glossy fragrance.
Look, here are my hands beseeching you,
cupped, I hold them out like a benediction,
resting within, spring waters and fragments
of the clearest summer skies at sunrise,
blue as a starling's egg and mole dappled,
tiny ripples and perfect reflections all rounded
in a wooded blessing of the finest kind.
Drink from these hands, and be content,
oh friend, let us travel on together starting
here and now, light of heart and singing as
the birds sing, branch to branch at dawn.
Cate (KerrdeLune)
8 comments:
That is so very beautiful, Cate. Thank you for this. I will return to read this again, I'm sure.
*big grin*
xo Lil
Beautiful words!
Beautiful!
Dear Cate,
You are still amazing me every single day. Either with a beautiful photo that you have taken, or from your own hand in writing.
I declare you to be a fine wordsmith indeed.
Take care
Louise
Ah, beautiful poem and the flower photos are spectacular.
Wonderful. Thanks for sharing that with us. ;)
I journey with you gladly, Cate. You are my eyes and ears in the woods and meadows, you gladen my heart for I'm not able to make those journeys anymore.
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