Christian Schole
' Throw your dreams,
into space like a kite,
and you do not know ,
what it will bring back,
a new life,
a new friend,
a new love,
a new country'
- Anais Nin
Sunrise at Newgrange
Sunset at Stonehenge,
and the veil is drawn
gliding under shifting skies,
and the veil is drawn
gliding under shifting skies,
following earths trembling hum
the thunder of life's mutation
imagination awakens,, loses wings
imagination awakens,, loses wings
impatient and a little crazy
lets words escape, beyond control,
into spaces unafraid of weight.
The dance of transformation
hooks and catches, follows whirling path,
flowing in winds sowing filter
navigates uncharted space,
without borders restrictive figuration
turns nothing into edges everlasting pulse,
lets words escape, beyond control,
into spaces unafraid of weight.
The dance of transformation
hooks and catches, follows whirling path,
flowing in winds sowing filter
navigates uncharted space,
without borders restrictive figuration
turns nothing into edges everlasting pulse,
remember loved ones, those gone far to soon.
do not forget to engage, deeply with your own soul
And in the blessed morning
as time comes round again,
opens up its brilliant rays
reconstructs our roots,
supplements our need
releases again the delicate
seeds of dream,
slipping chrysalis's of survival
deep into futures hungry realm,
reconstructs our roots,
supplements our need
releases again the delicate
seeds of dream,
slipping chrysalis's of survival
deep into futures hungry realm,
on the shortest day of the year
toast the sun king's return.
Happy Winter Solstice
heddwch/peace
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