SHELTER
Who resides in that abode,
There upon the rise?
Ivy thick upon its walls,
Grass so glossy green?
Birds nesting high in trees,
Wild creatures shriek.
Whining breezes ramble,
Beside an ancient well.
‘Twas once a Goblin Den,
A shelter for The Folk.
Gathering place for pixies,
Hobgoblins and their kin.
Departed many ages since,
Left only legends there.
Where humans do not tread,
No mortal voice is heard.
EAGLE RISES
Eagle
fearlessly rises,
On gigantic
wings beating.
Strength
in sinews surging,
Hesitant
thoughts abandoned.
Visions
of a new beginning
Gusting
through his mind.
He
revels in potent vitality,
As
urgency of survival
Flows
beneath wings extended.
Uncertainty,
fear of failure,
Left in
the dismal valley,
In
driving storm and rain.
Sun in
sharp eyes reflected,
He
marvels at limits absent.
Soars
above stormy valley,
Searching
for a safer haven.
He
circles languid, watching.
Descends,
finds his landing.
GREATEST LOVE
Remove mask, look in the mirror.
Who
is the stranger waiting there?
How
long since you encountered
Self,
beneath the makeup layer.
Reach
out to the long-lost person.
Look
the stranger in the eye.
Take
her hand, travel with her.
Greet
the one who understands.
Prepare
for a new beginning,
With
your principal confidante.
Encompass
all concerns and burdens,
Everything
that brought you here.
Take
the stranger’s hand, embrace her.
Love
the heart that holds you fast.
One
who holds on through all battles.
Greatest
love and truest friend.
Wind lifting your wild hair,
Freedom pulses in your veins.
Ahead the highway stretches.
Foliage and watching birds
Witness your departure.
World weary spirit enfolded
In nature’s tender hands.
Not every wanderer is lost.
Your voyage continues.
You venture onwards,
Free as the wind
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