Graduation

I'm including this poem here as it's part of the weave I mention in the post "The Lady of the North Sea". Though having said that, the weave never really ends.

The north sea sings
her deep plundering grief
of what was lost
So long ago
hidden within her

Frigidity

Gannets

Dive and rise
…. like waves

Feed
on the Richness
that once was
the Pilgrim Bridge
to

Lemuria

Collapsing
As refugees
Raced
Encodements
Through

the Hypnotic waves dance
of molecular movement sounds
once listened to
softening reveals
Her story
Her mystery

Forgotten by the many

Waiting
to be
Heard

by the few

Remembering …

Tri-coloured dragon holds the pillars firm
through scarlet swirling
Silky light caresses
Reforming …

Beachcomber

See

the gold is now forming
in the liminal
of the crystalline
ready to build …

Humour hidden
in the darkness
of those who Fell
in service …

Hawthorn boughs
Heavy
with Bridal bloom
a thousand flowering hearts Flow

Magpies Crow
Calling

Lemuria

crafty Wren
holds the portal key
Totem ingenuity

Waymarker.

Back to her origins

Belonging

Ocean rockbed
Memory
Guardians of the Eastern gate
Where the wild white horses roam
North

With clarity of light
from the depths
of Merlins Well

Rises

The Rainbow

Osprey.

crushed shells
red bone remains
Loyalty guards
Wolf, wolverine
And The Lady of the North Sea …

Unlocks

her secrets

***

With much Love
from my Heart to yours,

~ Tania Aurora White Crow ~