Memories and echoes I sing for you. I sang childhood songs for you. I waited by your side. I enveloped you, in my joy. This heart of mine beats to your tune. Sweet smelling roses raise ears as the melody rises and rises to crescendo, Memories raise echoes Hard and fast she rises. Tranquility comes again like surprises. A basket is open, a basket is open.
♥ The meandering of the soul. Qualities of passion, desire, love, embracement. Encapsulated Earth. A gust of wind cometh. The moon rises crisp. Isn’t it lovely just to be alive today now.
in the longing in the mystery of stars and rain falling breathes ancient life, stems as fossil fish and shaking grass and sheltering trees. Shade. Names appear. They are dormant calls from deep waters running joyous, In the One name appears Mercy Attunement Clarity Passion. The old ones are here.
in the fall of a star lies a great reward, an artist could not revere it. A bird rises up with silver wings to the moon where it hovers in the Silence. ‘ask for the moon’ they say it may fall into your lap while all the world claps. sasha 33 years