Dance from your Heart

under  a sky of silver and blue

floating notes of wooden flutes

I drift away to the beat of time

through the archway of heady pine

keepers of the sacred burning fire

dancing in rhythm with mother earth

closing my eyes to hear nature's sound

I slowly shed my skin, layer by layer

in burst of orange and yellow light

summer breeze, flutes sweetest song

weaving me into a magical trance

soft and mellow it calls me home

sashay she says,  to the driving beat

  dance of love it is an art

     dance from your heart

        

around the inner circle we move as one

giving thanks for the gifts of sun & moon

around the fire,  what are your desires

steady rhythm of the  tribal drums

move our feet to a joyous sound

celebrating sacred grounds....

It is in the silence between the beats

that we can truly hear the calling...

in this humble state..we are awaken

Dance from your heart

posted for Poets United

author's note: Pic taken
by me with permission.

poem written to honor
the sacred circle...

this is a wip ...

Dialogue of a Dream

The Pine, Hawk and Glossy Ganoderma by Lang Shining

In my dream I met a sage

we sat under a white pine

I asked " why are you here"

and he replied 

 " I am here because you are here"

I replied,  "can you hear the whispers"

and he replied

" I hear the whispers of  a heart"

summer leaves a trail of days gone past

but, I see new visions awakening

a red tailed hawk circles above

I asked " What do you see in your

orbs of light"

and he replied

"I see a time of change, are you the bird or the tree

I asked " can I be both the bird and the tree"

and he replied

"would you be the roots or the leaves of the tree"

and I replied " without roots there would be no tree"

and he replied

"would you be the water or sunlight"

and I replied "both are needed for growth"

and he replied

 "what type of tree would you be"

and I softly cried " a weeping willow"

and he replied

 "why the willow"

and I replied "deep within the heart of the willow

 a harp plays a magical song"

and he replied 

"then let her sound resonate in the world"

Posted for dVerse - writing dialogue poetry hosted by Victoria
Author's note: This is a fragment from a dream - wip I guess
pic -Wikimedia commons

Shed a tear...

"Rain" by Lev Razumovsky.

 

In the watershed

she stores hope for the future

in wooden buckets filled to the rim

with salted tears that fell from the sky...

If you asked her how many or why

she would  simply  sigh & reply

"too many"

she dances in the rain barefoot

water  drenching her skin

filling every pore...collecting

raindrops...with each beat of her

heart...holding dreams close to

her breast  for fear they might

slip away...

if you asked her again how many or why

she would simply sigh & reply

"as many as it takes"

In the watershed

she stores hope for the future

when the river runs dry and the

land &  her people  are thirsty

she will open the door

and give them a drink

filling  their cup to the rim

who is she I do not know

but, I wish her well

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Watershed Moments 

This One is for You!

  

This one is for you

wherever you go

whatever you do

I just want you to know

this one is for you...

you slipped into my soul

became a part of me

without you I'm not whole

lost in a dream enchanted sea

I gave you my heart

I  gave it willingly

warning....fragile

please handle with care

This one is for you

wherever you go

whatever you do

I just want you to know

this one is for you...

I wrote you this note

trying to say all that I feel

words get caught in my throat

but, I want you to know love is real

at night when I am feeling blue

there is an emptiness deep inside

drifting into a dream, I think of you

this loneliness I cannot hide...

I gave you my heart

I gave it willingly

warning...fragile

please handle with care

This one is for you

wherever you go

whatever you do

I just want you to know

this one is for you...