In The Wind With The Muse Of Mystery


In The Wind With The Muse Of Mystery

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She's Solitude……

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She's solitude
Gentle grace
My gratitude
Oh meadowlark

She soars 
Hidden away
Open Doors
Time and space
Inner garden I go
She soars with air
Winters Barren trees
Blowing love
Through my hair

She protects herself
She protects me
She's solitude
She's supreme glory
She has dreams
She's sky
She's all that's unseen

She's solitude
She is Grace
My gratitude
Tears of joy on my face
She soars 
Hidden away
She has to hide sometimes
I give her space I go away

In her garden of Eden
We're all things grow
She gave me her apple
I took a bite
I had no choice
I had to know

She supreme glory
She has dreams
She's sky
She's everything unseen

I see her go down
To her inner well
I wait until she calls
She rings her little bell
Oh I come to her
At her feet
With the birds
With the geese
Her Songs scatter
Across time

Oh dear goddess
Dressed in jeweled splendor 
Such grace 
Slightly lines
Your hair is fire
Oh your green eyes 
Blow through my mind

You live in a magical forest
Living with nature's children
Where you been
Dreams are spinning 
Words are weaving
Wands waving

Open up my eyes 
In awe in wonder
Cuz I'm traveling down under
Your enchanted lands
Way down yonder
My Open Heart bleeds
Oh your sacred never profane
You fulfill all my poetic needs

Your a banquet
You're a fire
I hear yo'r choir
On my knees
Looking into your green eyes
Oh that please
My art soars 
Let the inspiration rain down

I'm filled with awe joy wonder
When your spirit comes around
I know you know suffering
Oh Beautiful Muse Love 
I can see the sorrow in your eyes
Those days are over 
There's no more need to cry
Shadows are passing away

You're looking in my eyes
Speaking to me in vowels, consonants
Rhymes charms, spells
Calling me to stay
I thought someday maybe
I prayed everyday
I might meet you
Hope you'll be open 
To have a sacred friend 
Who's true to you
Who loves your heart
Who loves your art
Right there from the start
Maybe you'll let me stick around
For a while

I had no idea such a gift
Would be given to me
Just at the moment
Of spiritual great need
Your spirit appeared 
You held me
Rain and stars
Scattering pixie dust
With your love 
With your rust
Oh my Muse
Your words ring true
I'll do anything
You ask me to
I'll write poetry for you
Forevermore
Oh sweet Muse
Divine
Mystery

πŸ’š

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