Dust to ashes, ashes to dust Pleasure and pain, innocence and lust Strength in weakness, dying in birth Dirt feeds life, decay feeds dirt Sunrise to sunset, ebb follows flow, Around and around, joy or woe? Something begins, another ends Seasons recycling, wheel of life spins Corporal body, human spirit Grief and joy, we all …
Month: July 2016
Polarities In Flight
just as the gentle wind rustles slumbering leaves my soul stirs at the sound of your voice just as the early morning sunrouses the slumbering earth my dormant spirit is awakened by your touch just as the winter frost turns flowing water into ice my heart is frozen without your springtide voice i am the …
That Time
That time we couldn't pay the electric bill, and we twirled around in the candlelight, like children, without a care in the world © Mother Wintermoon 2016
That Time
That time they told us we'd never make it So we crossed the narrow bridge our bare legs flying into the unknown © 2016 Mother Wintermoon
That Time
That time I snuggled in shivering and starry-eyed wrapping my cold feet around your steady warmth recalling with laughter the cold feet I had the day you asked me to bury my sorrows in the garden of your soul © Mother Wintermoon 2016 Dedicated to my love, who died suddenly at age 24, before our …
That Time
That time we lost our way, then we found it, in the strangest place, right under our noses © Mother Wintermoon 2016
That Time
That time we talked all night rehashing old memories, the past echoing off newly painted walls, while the dog chased phantom squirrels, in her sleep © Mother Wintermoon 2016
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