misty light over the autumn lake
sun of melancholy abiding behind cloth of sky
a reddened leaf in tender touch of water's skin
adrift in soft chime of the piano's flight
into a blurred horizon of snow's whirling flakes
where forest's dreams abide in sight of moon
born from a sea of crimson and lavender
where faeries in the purest white
of angel wings outpour from lily's chalice
water from holy spring,
wine of your love.
(for D.)
6 comments:
how deeply poetic is such gentle love, ever pure, unstained by worldly noise and time..
*takes a bow* Thank you : ))
Beautifully done.
Anna :o]
I'm having trouble commenting on your website. But I love this beautiful poem. Especially thus line: "where forest's dreams abide in sight of moon"
Excuse me if you get multiple comments from me!
I'm having trouble commenting on your website. But I love this beautiful poem. Especially thus line: "where forest's dreams abide in sight of moon"
Excuse me if you get multiple comments from me!
Thank you, dear Anna and Charlotte : )
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