Wellspring..

 Clasped to the hum

Of gentle hem and haw of lily,

Hearing the blustering billow..

Of the soul-inspiring breeze,

The exhilarating beauty of summer night

That’s lost under vicious sun

Mystic wonder lingering in..

Frozen silence floating through air..

And thirst to grip its freshness
or sigh to see the twinkling leaf,

And watch the waving bough

Wishing for another winter to borrow

Footsteps of bliss walking away .

I’m learning the harder way that no season lasts forever..

As the sun quickly fades into a lifeless beauty

This will also pass on…

Nature though deaf and blind,

always speaks its heart to the one who listens..

Umbra

On the cimmerian wings of night

In around and through

I hear a voice faraway

Cauldron of dreams and fallen petals..

Darkening night,

Of faith and fervor

As though darkest is yet to be…

Let them all render in me,

As the crescent castaway ..

Im still wildly longing for yet another mystic orb.

 Twinkling stars to comfort the night

I look upon with a calm unruffled brow

And my soul ceases again….