
lives entwined–
one growing upon another,
memories overlapping;
your dreams embracing my dreams

lives entwined–
one growing upon another,
memories overlapping;
your dreams embracing my dreams

her burning rage scorched through mountains and rivers and thick, moss-covered forests; above dreams and nightmares and across time, reaching into the distant, prehistoric past and all future moments balanced upon the icy precipice between now and forever

on an afternoon walk in the rain,
her thoughts fell into pools of cold water
and melting ice

in her dreams, his warmth permeated the frigid air and melted years of indifference

it was then that she heard the old tree whisper,
and her reply was softly exhaled into the bitter winter wind

her hair was made of long ice needles
and her spirit sparkled like an emerald winter forest

it is the small, unexpected and seemingly trivial enchantments that bring a bit of crimson sparkle to life

there you were–
a beautiful red hawk
scanning the horizon,
registering our presence with
a cold, hard stare

I hope everyone in the US had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday. I’m going to be taking some time off in the month of December, so I’ll be popping in here and there and hopefully be back to a full time schedule in January.
Be safe and warm and I’ll see you soon.

there you were, in my dream last night,
and i recognized you,
and you recognized me–
when the night faded into day
and the light lifted us into consciousness–
I was still there,
but you were not