Showing posts with label A Gift from a Flower to a Garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Gift from a Flower to a Garden. Show all posts
Saturday, February 20, 2016
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
So begins another spring
THE LULLABY OF SPRING
Donovan
Rain has showered far her drip
Splash and trickle running
Plant has flowered in the sand
Shell and pebble sunning
So begins another spring
Green leaves and of berries
Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by
Mother bird eating cherries
In the misty tangled sky
Fast a wind is blowing
In the new-born rabbit's heart
River life is flowing
So begins another spring
Green leaves and of berries
Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by
Mother bird eating cherries
From the stony village kirk
Easter bells of old ring
So begins another spring
Green leaves and of berries
Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by
Mother bird eating cherries
Rain has showered far her drip
Splash and trickle running
Plant has flowered in the sand
Shell and pebble sunning
So begins another spring
Green leaves and of berries
Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by
Mother bird eating cherries
Friday, July 17, 2015
Voyage Into The Golden Screen
Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece
Paints and pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall
Look of doubt I cast you out be gone your ragged call
In the forest thick a trick of light
Makes an image magnet to my sight
Gown of purple velvet enchanted glazed eye
The sound of wings and sparkling rings behold a crimson sky
Tread so light so not to touch the grass
Breathe the air so slowly as you pass
Silent sudden dewdrop lies unseen until
Eyes to fall to hidden call the power of Love and Will
Symphonies of seaweed dance and swoon
God's celestial shore beneath the moon
See the dark and mighty peaks pierce the cumulus
Violet and mauve they sit power you can sus'
Tread so light so not to touch the grass
Breathe the air so slowly as you pass
Elvin fingers clutch a deep black cloak of fine damask
Aged rock in Mexico reveal a bejeweled cask
In the golden garden bird of peace
Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece
Paints and pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall
Look of doubt I cast you out be gone your ragged call
Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece
Paints and pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall
Look of doubt I cast you out be gone your ragged call
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