. . . an updated chapter from " The Whispering Moon Beams "
Whispers
Spark a Burning Light
listening
for whispered light
hearing
the wind's song
sing
through the tall grass;
breathing
cadence sways
moon
flowers essence shines
illumined
spirit beckons
across
terrestrial fields
in
the space between distant shorelines
the
long and winding surrender,
moon-rise to
sundown;
love
ricochets
the
faint reflection of the stars,
setting
fire to the flames
roused
spirit is drawn to life,
daylight
through the night;
knowing
essence of souls
enchant the spark turned into fire
