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We gather under a sprawling oak
with the spirit of buffalo, deer and elk
a song in our drums, hope in our hearts
what do you wish to harvest in autumn
the fall equinox, a time of alignment
contemplating what no longer serves
struggling between darkness and light
what bulbs of thought do you wish to plant
tinted leaves gently fall to autumn's song
on the branch of transformation
a choir of tree sparrows sit
where have all the red breasted robins gone
what poems will you write under starlight
Orion the hunter watches from the sky
a string of pearls and a mighty sword
will he ever conquer the mystical beast
what ancient songs will your tongue chant
spirit of the fire carry me to my home
spirit of the wind carry me to my home
spirit of the water carry me to my home
what dreams do you wish to evolve
somewhere beyond the wondrous stars
there's a dream seed that burns in the night
growing wings, lifting off into flight
Thank you for visiting
may you find peace in a season of change
linking with earthweal
You have outdone yourself with this poem. Such wonderful imagery. I love the refrain between the stanzas. A truly wonderful poem! My new favourite.
ReplyDeleteThank you my wonderful friend.
DeleteI love the chant-like form of this poem, and the idea of a 'dream seed' taking flight. It's worth bearing in mind as the nights get shorter, that only we can keep our dreams alive!
ReplyDeleteThat is true Ingrid, as long as we can dream we have possibilities.
DeleteThank you for this beautiful poem. Something I need to remember at every season.
ReplyDeleteThank you for taking the time to read.
Deletei rarely dream, or remember my dreams. this one sounds enchanting ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting much appreciated. I am a strong believer of dreams.
DeleteHi Truedessa, You have really done a fine job of evoking autumn, though it has come altogether too soon for me. I love thinking about the spirit of the fire, wind, water.....and their roles in the autumn season!
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