Monday, January 23, 2006

A song in the woods

The Heart Tree

In the heart of the forest
find the heart on the tree,
carved by fingers of fire
that beckon to thee.

Sharoo - whish - leen
sings the wind in the boughs,
or the voice of my lover
so gentle is she.

Claim a root for a pillow,
'neath a blanket of leaves,
and dream of your childhood
wherever you be.

For the tree is the Mother
with gold tresses I'm told,
both one with the Earth
and Goddess in me.

Whish -- whish --leeroo
see her reach for the moon,
a stairway to stardust --
you just wait and see.

Gather blossoms like rainfall
in the shade of her love,
and know I am with you
'till death set me free.


At 3:41 AM, Blogger Imogen Crest said...

Just lovely.


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