posted January 13, 2001 12:15 AM         

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SISTER, SISTER

I learned from her
I read her and I yearned for her
To appear now would be a Trinity Miracle
an answer to her Easter question
of the rhyming of Life and Death
Well, I wonder more persistently now,
WHY?

Why should I find such druidistic One-ness
in the darkest hour of midnight
And if Fate did, indeed, have a hand
why take her away now?
Does she know her answers yet?
In her holy place?
Answers to her “Where’s Sally” questions
And her “are astral twins still oh-so-dangerous?”

Even in the here-of-here she knew so much
She knew where to find my teeny-tiny kingdom keys for she unlocked and let me Trine, so to speak
She gave me the world on a swirly lollipop stick
My words were similar to hers
Just lost and vague
not having a reason, yet, to manifest

She knew when the time was right
She knew when it was time for me
To read or to stop-and-ponder
For stop-and-pondering is an art
Best taught by beloved Avatars
and best learned by thirst-quenched
druids.
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A GENTLE MADNESS
to anyone who will listen

I have a Great Wish for you
Do you know what that is?
That wish is for you to dream
to look with that Third Eye of yours
at the splendific world around you
and try, squeeze your two eyes shut and really try
to remember when we were all…

Seedlings looking up at the world
with “baby vision”
in awe of the branches that stretched
to the Heavens and Beyond
in awe of the realization that
Love can take us there
If we grab it by the hair
and let it take us for a ride…

A ride past faery circles
where pixie-fine legs hop and skitter
A ride through caverns
Where gnomes – quiet, but gentle and wise –
teach you that seedlings sprout
into beautiful garlands of flowers if loved,
and if love is given out.

Try to remember when we all danced
with the Twilight
Playing hide-and-seek with Imagination
and leap-frog with Fate
accepting the wins and losses as they came
Try to remember when the words were
whispered into our ears,
the jasmine-sprayed breath of
our own personal God or Goddess teaching us:
LOVE IS ALL
That is my Great Wish for you.

So dream, my fellow seedling
For dreaming is a gentle madness
quirking our smiles and
tickling our egos
for we think we know a
little bit more
than the next person.
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DRUID-HONOUR

I hereby make a promise
To think about everything – all possibilities
all questions and all answers – no matter
if they relate or not.

I promise to let loose my mind into
The unknown Hallway of Knowledge
not just the Literal Knowledge
but Sensitive-Soul Knowledge.

I promise to take heed to what
I have been taught by
my very first Avatar
and my very second
(not necessarily in that order)

I promise to not just believe, but
Know the druids and elves and faeries and
Fate
Though Fate may give me plenty of reasons not to.

And I promise to now look with
my Third Eye
keep it open so it may see
all the extraordinary beauty
that I have missed.
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copyright LMB 2001

posted January 13, 2001 12:32 AM         

Between you and GooberLily I think we are getting a little culture!

posted July 04, 2001 08:20 AM         

I'm certain Linda couldn't feel more honored or Loved by such a BEAUTIFUL expression of understanding and Love for herS-Elf ... I'm ready to more ~ post more soon!

~ Wonderous to read your works ~

posted June 24, 2002 10:47 AM         

but thank you so much!! I was 17/18 when I wrote these and I hold them very dear to my heart.

And I write like Linda?? Gee, what better compliment can I get?

I'm beaming!