within a peaceful world
beyond an emerald door,
along the river of tranquility,
where true perception
is restored, once more.
She calls
down a silent passage,
awaiting those who seek
the wisdom woven
through her divine nature,
hidden within the tapestries;
Of the intricate lifelines
of forest leaves,
In the thundering roar
of ancient seas,
Through a thousand notes
of the waterfall,
And the moonlit echoes
of the lone wolf's call,
Within the mystic memories
the mountain holds,
In the fleeting sighs
as the flower unfolds,
Through whispering fields
of ripened grain,
And the lilting music
of summer rain.
It is when my heart is attuned
within her ebb and flow,
that she comes to me
as a sweet repose for my soul,
softly revealing the wisdom
of her wondrous plan,
and with gentle council
guides the poet's hand.
Kat / Soaring Spirit ©2004
