Monday, April 8, 2013

Sacred Feminine

       Brigid's Gloaming

The sky was inflamed tonight
A crimson, tangerine dream
Of a sunset...

It outlined and framed
A herd of birds
Who appeared (Exploded)
To cut and carve
Dip and dart
Over and through
The twilight embers

I heard a tree tonight
A silent, singing silhouette
Sharing springs essence
Of being (Zing!)
I felt Creations heartbeat
Strum through me
And the tree
As I thought of you

My heart was inflamed tonight...

~WPG

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