Friday, September 24, 2010

Turtle Talk

Twelve tides away the sea began,
a turtle melts into an egg coastline hive
within the sands, so honed without time.
Eggs dwell within timeless spirit.
You dwell within me. Hear my call and come,
for you will find peace. Harbor me within you
and you will see your own love.

Forest Spirit

Sparrow hawk, flying owl
winter ice in silent light.
Forest spirit dwells inside:
sweet smell, damp leaves and dirt.
Rain drops, and snow touch your skin.
Wind whispers inspired grace,
love everywhere surrounding.