To the earth I whisper greetings
that float gently through the air
lit by my fire, my flame a portrait there
Next to a lake of calming water
I sit and listen spell bound
as she weaves her captivating magick all around
My feet are bare and touch her soul
hand rests upon trees, her sentinels
I am lulled into love of her realm
from emerald swaths of grass
to sweeping sapphire skies
all that between lies
Her voice of nature’s caw
humming, buzzing and zipping
through a wind’s storm thrall
Never gone from my sight
and threaded intricately into my soul
Roots thirsting, drunk from her Goddess’ bowl
In a list
A contest entry
- Wiccan...Pagan...Magical Writes! by SummerlandRayne.
313 points, ended August 7, 2008, 5 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very nice write for the prompt . . liked "To the earth I whisper greetings" and "threaded inticately into mly soul" . . congrats on the trophy
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Blessed Be!
This is so peaceful and full of spirituality!!! I loved it. Best of luck!
Az
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