Friday, January 17, 2014

Love Song

Love Song 513

I've carved my song out
of the white long hollow swan
bone flute you gave me
to play in the deep
grace of our moon glow filled nights.

I sit near your trust.
Moon lets me see how
the whole shine of your presence
flows down the long years -
yes, dear, the long years.
Then I get all tangled up
in them as I must,
like the warm blankets
we wrap loose around the world
get all that way too.

‎January ‎17, ‎2014 6:14 AM

The inspiration for this poem is a recent poem Rachel wrote and posted on her blog The Waxing Moon: Rite Of Passage Thank you Rachel.

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