The Day that ‘We’ Were Born

The Day that ‘We’ Were Born

We were born into the wind
in days when the sun was young
we found our voice and learned to sing
into the mystic of time begun…

We talked all through the night until first light
an ocean of words slept before the dawn
nothing was left untouched or unsaid
on the day we were reborn…

On the day that we were born, the dynamics of life changed
some things ceased forever, others rearranged
the you and me and destiny
reached out beneath an endless sea of stars
in those days when the sun was young
when we found our voice and learned to sing
into the mystic wind.

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SharonleeGoodhand Imageweaver
2021
Inspired by Van Morrison

Image Sharonlee Goodhand Imageweaver

Seeped in Magic

There is an old deep magic in this forest
which has seeped into my bones
becoming one with roots
that reach to
embrace this Earth with tenderness…
… a deep old magic which resonates
through my blood and recognises
the kindred sacredness
in the beating of my heart;

The energy is pure and palpable
embracing growing trees and rich earth soaking
in moisture which nurtures
the lines of my blood, making me weep
with gratitude for all that holds sway
in the stillness of deep old places …
… the shadows echo and whisper
echoes whisper of wisdom and nature
which resonates through my blood
and recognises the kindred sacredness in my soul

As we transcend the unconscious
and as we transcend the ego
and as we transcend the chaos
to a place of deep inner understanding
We will find a place in our hearts
where we will know the truth of our own heartbeat
And we know we are home
in the deep old magic of the forest.
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Poetry and Art Sharonlee Goodhand Imageweaver 2021