Sunday, October 18, 2009

Hide and Seek

Longing to give, Longing to feel
Fragile, naive, without experience
Wanting you to choose me
Wanting you to take me
Find me
I'm already yours

Fae Dream


Wisps of fog and mist drift upon the surface of a lake
Looking out. Looking back. Reflecting.
Translucent veil of meaning insulating me
but I wait
Now afraid of the clearing breeze which will reveal
the looming shape of Truth on the distant shore

Blue Light


Sometimes we feel small
but we always have meaning

Sequoia


Take me to the tip of the tallest treetops and there tell me you love me as we look out as far as we can see.
Take me to the foot of the oldest living trees and there pray with them for our happiness together.
Oh how their love for the moon and stars has grown over thousands of years. The romance of every night sky nurtures their souls making time standstill for all eternity as they live forever.