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Child of the Earth

 

Life ceases not in the eons of space

Therefore be not effusive in your talk of  darkness

For you are a child of the Earth

Demons rip at your heart

Rend your carcass to shreds

Carrion for the crows

The light fades as it’s

Driven to ground in the darkness of eternity

Be at one with your thoughts

For time longs to nurture your soul as

The tides of phantoms ebb and flow

Your essence leeches into the soil

From whence you came

Your spirit knows not where you go

But remain fast

Open your eyes

The world still smiles upon its chosen one.

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By day & by night

 

The wind floats gently ‘cross the plain,

Bringing the heat from where you’ve lain… my love

I want you by day, I desire you by night,

Our souls on the breeze, endless in flight…my love.

I feel your breath so close to mine,  our hearts and minds they intertwine,

I feel your soul so close to me,  and yet so far away to see,

There is no time and space out here,  we join as one, we feel no fear,

This ocean span, this country wide,  though far away, the other side….

The sun glows gently in the sky

The moon sings of its lullaby….my love

As you see dusk I see the dawn,

I do no more, for you I mourn…

My love

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As the light dawns and the sun dances in the sky

Her hopes and dreams soar through the air, above the clouds to a place unknown

The mountains whisper her name and carry her forth

Until the light fades and the moon walks the earth

Her nightmares roam the land to be drawn in by the dreamcatcher

And her spirit catches the astral plane until daylight rises again

She is the Sun Dancer,

He is the Moon Walker

They are as one....

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….she walks alone through forest and stream,

searching for the one who whispers in her dreams,

the mountains echo a distant voice,

carried on the winds of time,

calling her home,

but she dare not answer and when she weeps,

she weeps alone.

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…..’make love to me’

she whispers on the breeze.

Her wish is taken by the wind as it whips up over the mountains,

it catches the trailing wisp of the thunder clouds as they

bloom in anger,

the feathered thought floats free

twisting and turning

seeking its destiny,

finally,

coming to rest amidst the snow flakes

that fall to earth.

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……the land cries for her

as the heat rises from her body in the dawn,

breath clouds her vision in the chill of the new day.

She waits for clarity of thought to ease her troubled mind,

she knows not where she is from

nor where she is going

but she follows the path that the land lays down ahead

hoping her aching soul will

bring her to the love she seeks…….

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Take my hand

We will drink from the streams

When your spirit is low

For we are children of the earth

Take my hand

 

Take my hand

We will wander the forests

When your soul needs solace

For you are my brother

Take my hand

 

Take my hand

We will walk the mountains

When your heart is heavy

For I am your sister

Take my hand

 

Take my hand

For when your body is torn

I will bathe you in the sweet waters

I will warm you with scented wood

I will tell you of the mountains

For we are one under the sun

Take my hand

 

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A Friendship's like seeds alone in the ground

Waiting for winter to pass and be found

By sun and by rain

Making them grow

To saplings at first

But what do you know

The little tree ceased

Now bent and forlorn

It hangs its head down to ride out the storm

Spring will not come

Its no-where in sight

The little tree sighs in the deep of the night

The rains are not here, oh yes there is sun

But spirits need life force

When alls said and done

The little tree bends its head in despair

Why should it continue

When rain is not there

 

The friendship they built has no-where to go

For she is the sunshine

But he is  the snow

Heart cold as ice, hardened with rage

Like old trees that wither

Alone in their age

If she gave up and died

Would he even care

Failing to notice

That she was not there

God knows she tried

But no matter how

She’s the one person

He wont think of now

 

The heat of the sun

Cannot melt the cold

The little tree sighs

She will not grow old

She waits on the floor of the forest so deep

And prays that the rain will help her to keep

Her spirit from dying

Alone and so low

 

For she is the sunshine

And he is the snow.

 

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Young eyes

Facing the world

Sunshine days

Barbie nights

…no sighs

 

Teen eyes

Watching the world

Dark days

Wonder nights

….misty sighs

 

Twenties eyes

Loving the world

Light days

Fun nights

….love sighs

 

Thirties eyes

Taking the world

Silky days

Satin nights

….longing sighs

 

Fourties eyes

Peaceful world

Calm days

Gentle nights

…could have been sighs

 

Fifties eyes

Wisdom in the world

Dreamy days

Lonely nights

….memory sighs

 

Sixties eyes

Travelling the world

Shorter days

Longer nights

….heavy sighs

 

Seventies eyes

In a small world

Blessing the days

And all the nights

….struggling sighs

 

Counting your blessings…your final sigh….