Sunday, 11 January 2015

The Gathering


Unmoved amongst
  The delicacy of flower tops
  The gravity of star mist 
  The chatter of sparrows
"How so is such ? "
Asks the Forest King

Discontent within
  The love pinched eyes
  The grace carved words
  The heart drummed joy
"How so is such ? " 
Asks the Spirit Queen 

Separated on 
  The blue cradled globe
  The wind seamed air 
  The dust veined divinity 
"How so is such ? "
Asks the Aether Seer

"A babe in tears knows little of things...
Knowing born from growth yet here"
Utters the Keeper


mF

(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image 


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