The magic and mystery Lingering close during the twilight time of the night Holding tight to dreams and the musings Awakening the heart to dance While the soul sings.
Kissing the stars and passionate embraces the lingering continues Bringing me alive In realms of mystic wanderings
Sipping wonders and promises tasty nibbles of whimsy the warmth of joy filling the tummy expanding love’s depths in folly
Ah, the magic of the mystery brings out the inner child’s playing the truth and the trust on the moment’s beauty and being. ~jh
Child play among the stars and trees Wandering about in wonder and awe Driven to dance with tune and melodies Living sweetly in her child heart Voice be silenced and pushed beneath
Brothers and Sister more worthy or is this true? Or just an excuse for hiding her dreams
So dreams of other lands realms of times not yet and always present.
Imagination goes wild Real and secure. Wounds created, Healed and festering behind the pit of her mind.
Smiles hides the truth As trust went hidden and dreams faded to star-dust So she continued to dance with stars and trees
the breeze sings sweetly her heart to breathe opening her mind releasing the monsters and the magic so long ago trapped distant and cold.
Her magic returned though hidden still She waits for the sign real for herself Allowing her voice to be heard once again
The child just smiles singing softly with the breeze Knowing to trust herself, the stars and the trees. ~jh
Wrapping the mind around the moments of darkness, head in hands and ripping the fabric. Divorcing the present and dimensions felt, unseen and tasted. Wondering the path of greatest while touch the tenderness of love’s sweet embrace. Wandering in the passion’s juices… imagination comes for a visit whispering dreams of paintings and rhythms Keeping peace between the seeming endless breathing Wrapping the mind in parts and pieces Metaphorically dancing in ribbons of a variety of colors Music in tune yet distant and teasing Listening hard to get at the truth trusting the heart Sitting back and waiting for another stream of consciousness passing Reaching out Touching the lightness Magic arrives and kisses the forehead taking the hands and holding closely Tears of joy, of truth, of passionate inspiration run inside out and all around me Infinity’s rays of rainbows’ wines and candies of Heaven Touching Earth and Mother’s caress All from a moment of darkness Returning within where light lives always. ~jh
{artist: Klimt )
The magic and mystery
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