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and the mistress of the moon
whispered time is now, love is here
no need to worry about the monsoon
I hold back the tide, of your rolling tears
here we stand in the wonder of June
burn the sage and wisdom will appear
listen a whimsical song, a druid's tune
can you see the vision, it becomes clear
lost souls vulnerable in the veil of night
entwined together they sing a lover's song
bright luminous spheres, blue shades of light
capture summer's glow, can passion be wrong
on wide scaly wings, they truly take flight
following the mystic gong, two hearts strong
opening dreamways, discovering delights
beyond the stars is where they belong
can you see the vision, it becomes clear
beyond the stars is where they belong
sharing with Poets United
Author's note: This was inspired by a post I recently read ~ thanks Edward
The Blind Lantern
This just happens to have some synchronicity with a short story that I have
written and re-written..I guess it is a work in progress."Beyond the Stars"
Happy Sunday and thanks for reading...
This is intriguing and on so many levels...I particularly liked the first verse and 'can you see the vision, it becomes clear'
ReplyDeleteHi Donna,
DeleteThe first verse was sort of mystical, it just was..
This is so magic and wonderful... love what the moon can bring, tells me to go barefoot in dew... Here the night is not dark enough in summer to meet the moon.
ReplyDeleteAh, I would like to go barefoot in the dew.
DeleteThe clearer the vision the more one can be riddled or find clarity, or both.
ReplyDeleteThat is true Pat, as always words to ponder.
DeleteI concur with all the compassionate comments here and yes, the play on sight versus seeing is very eloquent...what is it about us humans that keeps us going despite ourselves sometimes...and when we're expressed as summer at night, we are a joyful unfurling of said moonlight, are we not...? :)
ReplyDeleteHi Edward, Interesting thoughts as always. I think we all feel the need to unfurl our wings and soar and that is what keeps the human spirit going.
DeleteThanks again for entertaining my muse. You are too kind :)
"I hold back the tide of your rolling tears".......so beautiful. I LOVE "burn the sage and wisdom will appear," and "opening dreamways." Beautiful work, my friend.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteSomehow, I knew you would like those lines..smiling..
Ethereal and mysterious! A beautiful write.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary!
DeleteThe whole poem has taken flight!
ReplyDeleteMy muse fell into the stars of your story.
DeleteThose parting lines are as radiant as two souls finding each other and their place in the world..may we all find our place in the stars
ReplyDeleteThank Jae Rose let us hope that we all find our place in the stars. Thanks for visiting.
Deletelost souls vulnerable in the veil of night
ReplyDeleteentwined together they sing a lover's song
Such a gorgeous and poignant image :D
Thanks Sanaa - for letting me know which part of the poem touched you.
DeleteAh the visionary on her flights through night. She carries us along like. If we be Scrooge, we miss a most important star. I'm happy you dropped in at my Sunday Lime today
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Ah, the visionary sees and tries to share the light.
DeleteA magical atmosphere that soothes the soul. There is such tranquility in the tone of each line... as if "the mistress of the moon" was a caring mother... making sure her babes sleep without fear of storms...
ReplyDeleteI think the mistress of the moon is filled with love.
DeleteWow!No doubt about your point! Good work.
ReplyDeleteZQ
Thanks ZQ
DeleteA lovely piece - filled with wonderful musical notes and infused with the kind of quiet magic - that makes you want to sigh, serenely - much like a, long ago, bedtime story.
ReplyDeleteI like that Wendy, a bedtime story filled with magic.
DeleteThis has such a romantic quality to it.
ReplyDelete"the mistress of the moon" this is an enchanting image...exquisite...
ReplyDeleteThank you Sumana, the image really came from Edward's poem. It just touched me and the words sort of fell into place. I give him credit for entertaining my muse.
DeleteBlue shades of light... :)
ReplyDeleteBlue shades of moonlight :)
Deletei peer and gaze at the stars every night i can. my eyes are starting to look at them lately with a glaze but next i look up i will see them differently after reading your wonderful piece. gracias for sharing
ReplyDeleteI am so glad I could enlighten you to the heavens.
DeleteYour work is always so delicate and the pictures match perfectly.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sandra!
Deletethe moon inspires doesnt she?
ReplyDeleteThat she does!
Deletefollowing the mystic gong, two hearts strong
ReplyDeleteopening dreamways, discovering delights
Am always drawn to two young hearts creating an opening for themselves to savor life together. Wonderful take Truedessa!
Hank
Thanks Hank, this was really inspired by another poem that touched my muse.
DeleteLovely dark piece!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the visit
DeleteBeautiful. I'm reminded of my daughters poetry in your prose. Very imaginative and full of nuance.
ReplyDeleteThanks Crystal - I am imaginative
DeleteAh, Truedessa,
ReplyDeleteStay in tune
With the moon.
Ah, in tune with the moon
Deleteit does make my head swoon
I'd love to see beyond the stars. This is beautifully written, and all incredibly vivid. I give it four and a half thumbs up.
ReplyDeleteThanks Guys, beyond the stars is a special place to me.
DeleteAh, beyond the stars...while we have to stand on our two on the ground...nice dreaming!
ReplyDeleteAlways nice to dream :)
Deleteoooh, I ever so love me the moon monsoon rhyme!
ReplyDeleteThanks Dezzie - I do like that rhyme as well :)
DeleteThere is not enough wisdom on this planet, True.
ReplyDeleteWhere can we find the wisdom, Blue?
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