Yew
Dark green leaves
Not quite what they seem
My soul to retrieve
I enter a dream
Deep red berries
Full of Sweetness yet hidden
Food of the faeries
Strong poison in the middle
Flaky bark, hues of brown
Strong arms touch the sun
In the woods, in any town
Your voice invokes calm
What is your song?
What is your tale?
Old, ever young
Wisdom's grail
samedi 5 mars 2011
Where?
Where do I go from here?
Walking in the dark woods
Searching for the secret path
Feeling my way forward
Deep doubts, heavy hesitation
And a turbulent trust in life
No clear conviction
Many queries, many questions
Emotions
Sometimes high, sometimes low
Instinctive insights
Sun, moon and stars as guides
Towering trees to indicate east
Grass grows beneath my feet
Your hushed voice in my heart
A glimmer of green - hope
A sliver of silver - joy
Walking in the dark woods
Searching for the secret path
Feeling my way forward
Deep doubts, heavy hesitation
And a turbulent trust in life
No clear conviction
Many queries, many questions
Emotions
Sometimes high, sometimes low
Instinctive insights
Sun, moon and stars as guides
Towering trees to indicate east
Grass grows beneath my feet
Your hushed voice in my heart
A glimmer of green - hope
A sliver of silver - joy
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