Had to share this. Wonderful, lyrical words to get you thinking about the power of communication and the impetus to share our thoughts.
We write of summer meadows and of dewdrops,
Of circles caught in circles in our mind,
Of senses’ fantasies that beg releasing, in
Images that seep on page to find
Recognition in the land of journey
Of imagination played before our fluttered eyes,
Of colours bright or muted, freed from prism,
Of right or wrong, of truth, of evil lies.
We write of winter howling in bare treetops,
Of geometric tangents linked with space,
Of god and gifts and sad laments of knowing
Revealed inside the gifs behind our face,
Of politics and grace and favour owing,
Of how, by nature, owls seek out and track their prey
While, through the night, their silent wings stir currents,
Nocturnal voice, soft breathing held at bay.
We write at dawn and in night’s tiptoed torment
Of tales and thoughts, common to us all,
Of worlds within the world we all…
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Beautiful words.
She’s a truly talented lady, isn’t she? Thanks for the visit, Grace!
You’re welcome; always a pleasure and learning experience to read your posts.
Nice and nice of you to re-post. I had better hurry over and tell Anne-Marie, as well. 🙂
Isn’t it lovely? We were both ruminating on writing, it seemed.