Across the sacred river before the sea A forest, dense and dark, sparsely lit, by sun or moon Fragments filter through, cuts, like laser beams Touch upon the ground where creatures scurry and avoid Hide they try from demon eyes that snatch on prey Where all that move within the light, become a victim of the night
Snails and slugs beneath the moss find peace Rodents of every kind twitch and stitch inside hollowed trees Snakes slither up to coil branches, as they lay, become one Four legged beasts tremble, buried deep below the ground Darkness hovers in a rolling fog, black as the devils heart Devouring every ounce of life, that roams about
In a world where dark rules over light A speckled glow, orangey-red with a tail of glitter trails It floats among the sleeping flowers spreading magic dust To kiss its sorrowed petals awake Colours of reds, yellows and greens scream as violets of blue begin to bloom The leaves in trees rustle with a glee as the sun shines thru
Canopies open to heavens gate, as sparkles ignite running with streams and rivers might Faeries come by the plenty singing songs from the dark side of Xanadu Paving the way for two unicorns with wings that shines truth White as freshly fallen snow, soft as cotton spun by cherubs humming along Their horns straight and true, point they do, to a life of peace and harmony A millennium ends for this sullen brittle land, in a moment of glory
To life it grows with the breath of salvations heart Sparrows flying, eagles soaring, blackbirds harking heavy metal blues Deer in the meadow, wolves howling on the hill Butterflies and Dragonflies dance on the waves of the wind Ogni cosa, a phrase used, to say in life… That everything, has an underlying reason
Hi, am back 😈
recent events had me run and hide a bit. I tried to visit as often as I could to read and catch up. my apologies if Ive missed your art. one sad event that took place was the sudden passing of a good friends partner. Ive never met Joseph other than share a time or two here on wp. funny thing is, he lives in the same province as me. always said, a visit was due. too bad it comes with a sorrows tune.
I will be attending this Saturdays memorial and I know I can stand for so many of you. I will carry your hearts with mine to pay respect to Joseph and his Love.
Joseph, in Italian a simple phrase can mean so much. Ogni Cosa ~ everything has an underlying reason. I hope you find that reason and it makes you happy.
You can visit Josephs blog Here ~ Seeing The Whisper
say hello, to a gorgeous soul.