We trees

We are the tree
From which we fall
Its fruit and leaves
And seeds withal

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From grace to grace

From grace to grace
we fall
we rise
receive and sacrifice
each death
unto a newer life

Piece by piece
and slice by slice
all bear and bring
each part to Light

Embrace the apple’s secret heart
blood the wine
leaven the bread
and taste the Sun
in Rosa Mundi’s
fiery breath

[2016]

⚡️

Wishing you Good Lammas 🌾

Good Beltane

Fertile
Filling
Salamanders
Full of
Willing
Waxing
Line
And circle
Gelling
Belly
Swelling
Life arising
Coupled
Growing
Strong
And supple
Green
Uncurling
Ideas
Burning
Sparking
Kindled
     *
New is
Bursting
Through
And forth
And out
And up
In longing
Unto
Gentle rain
And nearing
Sun
As flowering
Is quickening
        *
Exhilaration
Come
     ***
[2014]

A world that fits

In the lands of my imagination
There exists a nation, wise,
That’s built on ethical foundations
For to see its people – all its people
Meaningfully thrive

With Integrity and Honesty,
Equality and Liberty,
Its cornerstones on which
All other bricks look and rely.

There, the atmosphere is friendly
And the population wild but kind
For they have made Society’s priority
Achieving peace of mind.
They recognise you cannot
Put a price on individuals
Who see themselves fulfilled
Through their own eyes;
That a populace that’s confident,
Is not inclined to rush
To crush each other;
Even less to jump to judge
And moralize.

For they have learned a treasure
Through the measurement of time:
They understand true freedom starts
In one’s own heart and mind.
And no one dreams to mess with it
Because their own shoes, comfy, fit;
There, everyone’s a valued peer
And so respect and trust exists
Among them in all spheres.

They care and share
They take and give;
With love to spare,
Can dare to live,
For they have grown
To know the things of common need
And sown the staples, stable, rich
To leave them plenty time and space
In which to be
And nourish their own precious gifts.

There, they have built a world that fits
The people who must live in it.

[2014]

Parity glimpses
Light dancing in harmony,
Wise of consonance.

May we find our balance. Good Equinox.

Light always

Light on
Light off
Dimmed
Soft and
Fluffy
Frequent
Colours
Pulsing
Rushing
Fleeting
Gushing
Artificial
Nourishment
Is weaving
False
Polluting
Vacant
Leaving
True is
Hidden
Shunned
Unbidden
Dormant
Latent
Lost
Forgotten
And forgiving
Waiting
Force and
Form
Within
Collating
Ice to heat
Creating
Confirmation
Dross erasing
Clearing
Cleansing
Affirmation
Fiercely
Flashing
Pointed
Lightning
Laser
Sharp
And stark
Bulb moments
Coursing
Waving
Darting
Particles
Parading
Torches
Paving
Sight
Cascading
Darkness
Thinning
Bright
Intently
Floating
Gently
Sprinkling
Coating
Welcome
Finding
Blinding
Shining
Risen
Always
Ever
Always
Giving
Always
Living
Infinite
And winning

[2014]

Good Imbolc 🕯 Sow well, that good fruit swell xXx