Stillness

.
Still, so still,
Nothing moves.
Silent,
But for the
Stars singing
Behind shimmering
Curtains of light,
Luminous veils
That envelop
With the illusion
Of awareness.
Beyond the silence
Hidden in darkness
The stars sing,
Resonating quiet.
I walk on a path
Of white sand.
.
August 19, 2018 Agawela
Bear ©Bearspawprint2018

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Missing

.
Someone is missing.
Who can it be?
I have searched everywhere.
Who is this person
No one can see?
Might she
Have been me?
.
August 19, 2018 Agawela
Bear ©Bearspawprint2018

New Moon Walk

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Cannot Be

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.
Crying out into
The void
Heartbreaking pain
Mere circumstances
Joy and grief
Achingly balanced
Hannannah embraces
Anguished screams
Touch all Mothers
We whisper with
The terrible beauty
Of burning stars and
Whirling planets
With tiny flowers and
Eternal lost songs
Ancestral Mothers
Who bore all Mothers
We are all the
Ephemeral nowhere
Which cannot be
.
.
Agawela … 04.12.2018
ⓒBearspawprint2018