quietly
softly
I feel
the planets
the stars
taking their place
a new place
as it should be
the river is rising
soon
I will meet the river
and though my light is
pale
shivering
a little webbed with aeons of neglect
some will find me
the ice
within
will melt
will melt
into one song
and they will know
they own
the conscience
long thought
forgotten
the eternity
that always has been
Linking to:
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads ~ Mini Challenge ~ Inner Wild Woman
14 comments:
Wonderful to read a poem from you again, Gemma. These lines blew me away:
soon
I will meet the river
and though my light is
pale
shivering
a little webbed with aeons of neglect
some will find me
Oh it was wonderful Gemma to close my eyes and witness the re-creation of the planet in your words!
Cheers :)
A little webbed with aeons of neglect.
Sounds like my inner truth, to be sure.
I like the alignment of planets, stars, river, the woman - as if in their perfect place ~
absolutely enjoyed the flow of this..the river is rising..I could feel the journey within your words..
There's a delicate natural weave through this of peace under fire, and acceptance, and a wealth of lovely lines. Enjoyed it much.Good to see you back.
Gemma, this is incredibly beautiful. It took me right up into those pale stars. I especially love "the ice within will melt into one song" and "the eternity that has always been". Mystical, magical, moving and suffused with peace. I totally love it. Thanks for adding this gem to the responses to the inner wild prompt.
I love the magic of your wisdom aligned with the puzzles of a celestial map! I love the wonder in your poem~ :D
I like how all is aligning and the inner ice melting. Sounds like a good place to be.
They will know they own the conscience long thought forgotten. How wonderful! I believe!
Your poem is wise - wildly wise. 'The river is rising' gave me chills.
I'm late catching up on my commenting, and find it has all been said, Gemma. This is utterly gorgeous. So many things "long thought forgotten" come out in response to this prompt, don't they?
K
Gemma, this was magic, soul-searching, and gorgeous. The waiting is the hardest part, as we all wait for whatever is to come for each of us. I am entranced by the whole idea of melting into MORE... Fascinating! Peace, Amy
I feel it too, through your words. Beautiful and powerful write.
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