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| The Meadow |
To fly in a meadow with open wings,
A butterflies dance on a summers day,
To fly upon the warmest breeze,
The flashing colours that grace the skies,
Monday, 6 September 2021
Dancing to the Break of Dawn
To dance with a lover to the break of dawn,
Dancing along a shoreline,
A splashing of feet,
Reminiscing of the earlier hours,
Of dancing in the sand with bare feet,
Skinny dipping in the sea,
Entwining together on the sandy beach,
In a lovers embrace,
Bathed in the lunar light,
With twinkling stars that are gazed upon,
Spotting a shooting star,
A wish is cast with a tender kiss,
Two soul mates together you are.....
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| Sunrise |
Saturday, 4 September 2021
Like a Magician
Used the ingredients,
The ones on the list,
Mixed together,
As the recipe suggests,
Like a magician the spell was cast,
Set free to manifest,
To the Universe the recipe goes,
That hidden formula that only some do know,
For seeds of dreams,
Planted to grow,
To return to the one that sowed,
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| The Magician |
Friday, 3 September 2021
The Watcher
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| The Watcher in the Sky |
He watched with a keen eye,
The watcher he watched like a spy,
Observing what he saw,
Taking the visions in,
Dimensions crossed unseen,
The watcher a Devine being,
Hidden from the eye,
The watcher in the sky.....
Thursday, 2 September 2021
A Token Gift From Above
The feather shed from an Angel's wing,
Descend down on the wind,
A token gift from above,
The sign your not alone,
On this path that you own,
A treasured message the joy it brings,
This little token from an Angel,
Who took you under their wing,
Wednesday, 1 September 2021
A Chorus Burst To Life
I heard a grasshopper at my feet,
Stridulation in the field,
A chorus burst to life,
A song that filled the air,
I bent to take a peak,
The grasshopper took a leap,
A song into the evening chirped on,
On the stage,
An orchestra led by the hind legs,
To the ears within the field,
Lit by the lunar light with twinkling stars in the sky,
Stepping Stones
Jumping on the stepping stones,
Bounding over the stream,
Going against the flow,
Following a dream,
Leaping like a child,
Embracing life again,
Traversing the broken path,
Divine direction guided,
A chosen path on a personal journey,
Walking over the moors,
The journal ready with a pen in hand,
To capture new memories born from a new day,
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