Friday, 24 April 2009

The Secret Glade

When I sit and contemplate
I stumble on a secret glade,
Where two figures wait for me
Surrounded by light and dappled shade.
They stand and greet me, then lead me to sit
Surrounded by peace on grass sun lit.
She touches my shoulder,
He looks down at me with a smile,
Only then do I realize
They support me all the while.
Around the edges of my circle
Collected are my guides
Both old and new are watching
As I find myself again.
I hate to leave this sacred place
But I know that when I must
It will always be there waiting
To give me strength at last.

18/04/08 BB )O(

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