Give Some Away
Some days, these days, I have a surfeit of happiness; Like a little bubble in my throat,
Category: Poems
The Weaver
Man’s life is laid in the loom of time
To a pattern he does not see,
While the weaver works and the shuttles fly
Till the doom of eternity.
Moon Poem
Arianrhod – goddess of the Moon
Gratitude
Bucolics
The Chain of Love
The world in constant change
Maintains a harmony,
And elements keep peace
Whose nature is to clash.
Where’s the truth for the healing?
we’re in the healing water of our love
its warm its clean
its radiant
like a sunbeam
the pure and healing water of our love
Earth Day 2021
Dear Darkening Ground
The Weaver
Man’s life is laid in the loom of time
To a pattern he does not see,
While the weaver works and the shuttles fly
Till the doom of eternity.
Moon Poem
Arianrhod – goddess of the Moon
Gratitude
Bucolics
The Chain of Love
The world in constant change
Maintains a harmony,
And elements keep peace
Whose nature is to clash.
Where’s the truth for the healing?
we’re in the healing water of our love
its warm its clean
its radiant
like a sunbeam
the pure and healing water of our love
