tingling of bells on the pond,
mist rising from the pond’s depth,
spirits dancing with abandon, freedom,
harmoniously moving with the arms of the breeze,
frolicking faeries, darting in flight,
sparking blue green silver wings,
perfect silence the orchestra
playing their favourite song,
the spirits of abundance,
realizing good intentions with their wand
of breathless beauty and magic,
bringers of joy, bliss, truth, authenticity, life,
love……
We need more of that!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem .. especially the part about 'good intentions' being embedded in the checks. Maybe that's what matters. Sometimes I wonder if it gets dissipated in the noises around us, but maybe one day when there's a check, the questioning could be silenced.
ReplyDeleteCharlee: "Sounds like they're doing a waltz!"
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