Heart-Filled
Two moons
and one solstice ago
his words came, woven in an Easterly
driven by frozen rain, unrelenting cold
they pushed West, gale force unyielding, sure
with 8 arms waving, hands cupped and overflowing
with nectar clear, light, soothing, sweet they pushed
head-on shadowed storms, unseen winds, inertia
up and over plains, mountains, heavy with mist,
each syllable, a ray of Sunlit compassion, multiplied hundreds more of itself~ traveled to the farthest coastal
cliffs, beyond bay and sea
Now the rain
Stillness
Now the jasmine
blooms at night
Taralinda © 2015
Thank you Mikial.
You are most welcome my good friend & I humbly thank you in return.
Thank you for your Words & Art Mikial~ they always bring so much Light. 😉
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Beautiful! Happy Poetry Month (and how about a whole year of poetry?)!
Amen tlp! I struggle with even 7 days of it sometimes. Er- posting it anyway. Inspired to keep trying. 😉