Exposed

 

 

Stripped of all 
your beautiful leaves, 
open and bare to wind and rain, 

 

a sheer silhouette
against the cold winter sky, 
nothing to hide your naked shape,

 

you tremble in the wind,
you bask in the sun,
you feel the elements as they come.

 

Deprived of the layers
you put on display,
your armour removed,

 

I see you, raw in your essence,
beauty revealed,
frailty as strength exposed. 

The Clearing

You stood here in the clearing
the sun upon your face,
a ring of trees surrounding you,
a golden sacred space.

Light danced with your shadow,
wind played with your hair,
and faraway, a sweet bird song
was carried on the air.

What secrets here revealed,
what magic here displayed
of love free to unfold
and beauty unafraid.

 

Winter's Spell

 

Something ancient 
and sublime,
a dance well known,
as old as time:

 

 Cold wind playing
with my hair,
warm breath
kissing icy air.

 

 The silhouette
of a naked tree, 
The full moon
shining down at me.

Gentle Giants

 

 

Cosmic jewels
sparkle down
to the roots
from the crown

 

through the windows
of the leaves
of gentle giants,
ancient trees.
 

beneath their branches,
I am home.
Here, my spirit's
free to roam.

 

A subtle breeze
upon my face,
spell bound in
this wondrous place,

 

I whisper words
of tender care.
The wind blows.
leaves caress my hair.

 

I smile and say,
'Hello, dear friend.
I wish this night
would never end.'

Oh, How You Dance!

 

You dance with the stars, 
under the moon,

 

you dance in the sunlight,
bare feet in the grass,
 

you dance by the stream 
where water flows freely.
 

You dance while you create and 
you dance because you remember 
 

what it feels like to be free, 
to be unburdened, 
to be alive! 

 

 

Remember

Remember who you are
when no one is looking
and you're simply free
to be you.

Remember the words 
you once freely spoke
of the dreams and the life
you'd pursue.

Remember what makes
your heart dance with joy
on your path.
To yourself remain true.
 

Ocean

 

 'Come to me',
she said.

'Walk the shores of my waters,
dip your toes in my spray.

Let yourself be carried by the rhythm
of my gentle flow.

Be buffeted by the power
of my stormy anger. 

 Swim my hidden depths,
find treasures long forgotten.

Feel the embrace of a million beings
all longing to be one, to live, to flow.

Allow my waves to wash over you,
bathing you in the memory of home.

Surrender to the life that
birthed your soul.'