Friday, 2 August 2013
( written yesterday on Lammas Day)
In this spinning cauldron of time,
hold on to any chance that breaks,
return again and again, to old ideas that glow,
resurrect old threads, spread messages of survival,
with ink and smiles, and a glint of hope.
Release sparkles of determination,
grenades filled with passion,
plant seeds of disobedience across the night sky,
for flowers to bloom again and again,
as the day hums with energies emergence.
Add some portions of light and shade,
chuck in shards of possibility,
as autumn whispers in the corner,
the future is shaped by borderless hands,
working together towards transitions transformation.
As the earth rises into new foundations,
allow gardens of independence to flourish,
echoes rising among the sweet rain,
take a walk into rich, deep dimension,
avoid the obstacles, sieze the day.
Posted by teifidancer at 11:17