take my hand
in firmer grasp
of Soul,
to follow brighter path
in harmony of greener glen
where scent
of season's leaves are heady
perfume felled in wilder wake,
of soothing footfalls gentle charm
in meadow's
moister glade, of purer sight,
flows softer moss
and stream's delight
of sooth to simmer sound of peace
proposed in bowers
sacred bubble,
bursting in archaic speech
of life to float in sea of reasoned
bliss to bear you off your feet
where breeze curves tender
true caress, in light conveyed,
as Spirit's test of higher flight,
on soaring wing of deeper mind
of woven link to beauty's bounty,
creation nurtured under Nature
take pause to taste
on tongue so sweet
the color of the Sun, as heat
to nourish placid souls
cool nectar,
swallowing of fears released
where every joy
is every breath
in sear of rain upon your cheek,
to freely flow in mix of tears
too long retained in bitter grief
where free is gained
in blade of grass,
to cushion pillowed Soul in lie
upon an ancient bed of blood
in boil, as vein feeds starving hearts,
with greater love relieved
surrender's quest, as timeless seed
Gold trophy winner
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and much love~ Desire~*~