Here is the complete poem and audio based on yesterday’s post. A Message from the Nightingale At times, it seems I wander alone in pain, Friendless, except for the wounds, so I seek a guardian for fortitude and healing From a realm of unseen glory. The nightingale sings that The gate’s not closed.... Continue Reading →
This New Earth
This New Earth The summer harvest Has been reaped To feed our souls. The last bounty gone To the dust of leaves, Clinging to the mother branch Until the swirling breeze Seizes them for the ground To heal the soil, dried From August drought. One last fruit, Grateful for the light, Ferociously... Continue Reading →