POEM


POEM 


I wake up late and all my stress is dissolved, 
In my dreams I take rest in stillness, 
A great light enters my body and shakes me free of dust and time, 
This winter darkness comes and hides me where no-one can find, 
in her womb for just one rising and setting of the moon, 
I smile like a shining globe affront a backdrop of deep black, 
I can not write without clear expression of some beauty or inspirational impression, 
Words and soul are married within me, 
They are forever, 
My lips are sealed whilst my fingers are dancing, 
Into this great silence we drop where words never spoken still never stop, 
This fleeting moment deserves to be spoken, 
but it is not.. 
Still hidden amongst brambles and mud, 
Amongst the gravestones overgrown and entangled with old blood, 
My beautiful gift given to be passed on, 
Waits upon the echo of a 100yr old last breath, 
Like an unsung folk song, 
A child of light still gestating and waiting to be born, 
Contractions like orchestral movements have begun, 
A great tide carries us upon his watery soul, 
All my stress is dissolved 
I name this child, 
POEM
 

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