| Another from She Poetess. I think she's quite good! :) |
| WINTER'S FIRST SNOWFALL |
| I stand at my windowsill Gazing upon Winter's first snow fall Nature's true Winter call Oh what a joy does my heart feel And I say Blessed Be to that Which brings us such beauty So I put on my coat Wander outside Raise up my hands Spin round and round As I watch the snow fall to the ground As it falls to the ground I try to see each flake As they are like us All very different, but equally the same She Poetess 12/01 |
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| This was just beautiful. I am honored to be able to include it here. |
| LOVE IS... LOVE JUST IS... |
| Love is the birth of a new life *creation evermore* - so precious, so loving Love is the flowers that bloom in Spring - so colorful, so beautiful Love is as open as the blue sky above us - so wide, so vast Love is like the branches of a tree - always reaching, reaching always Love is in the living of life *living evermore* - so joyful, so playful Love is the hand that reaches out to you when you need it the most - pull me up, lift me up Love is the eyes that see beyond the flesh - beautiful soul, wonderous spirit Love is the hug that warms your soul - so loved, loved so Love is in the real, not in the abstract *loving evermore* - so solid, so full Love is a seeker and a finder - seek me, find me Love is a giver, not a taker - so generous, so generous Love is the favor that you did not ask for - so nice, so appreciated Love is freeing, not caging *being evermore* - fly free, fly free, fly free Love is the feeling that sets our souls at peace - so warm, so loving Love is the dance that frees you - to become you, to become me Love is us in our most natural state of being - so free, so free Love does not ask, love just does For love is all around us ...in us ...above us ...below us Because love is the answer, not the question Love just is... Love is all we know Love is all we are Love just is Love is in the dying and setting our soul free *dying evermore* - return, return, return home Love just is... She Poetess 1/02 |
| This is my newest poem. I hope you like it. |
| MOON SONG |
| She calls to me once again From the darkness outside Her monthly rule has returned On this peaceful autumn night I knew she would come once more I felt her return in my heart My blood races through my veins When she climbs above the clouds Her song is an unknown symphony An ancient, timeless melody Meant only for the chosen few The ones who still can hear the tune From ancient times we came Our kind still walks the land We know the joy of hunting The grace of four footed flight The moon song calls to me I hear it in my soul I surrender to its magick And join the dance once more � January 2003 |
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