our earth heals us when we are sick and soothes us when we cry
within these trees upon the mound,
a family for the lonely child
within my heart still living wild.
No more am I to be alone
as I return once more to stone
to breathe in mother natures' charms,
feel the warmth wrapped in her arms.
I gratefully accept this space
to dwell, prosper, find my place
on lifes' ladder where I'll climb
up, up and away from a young girls crime.
From the land I feel my strength return
as one by one those memories burn
in Beltane fires fuelled by my life
I now have hope where once was strife.
Poetry by macpherson
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Written on 2005-10-03 at 01:09
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My life is light, contentment found,within these trees upon the mound,
a family for the lonely child
within my heart still living wild.
No more am I to be alone
as I return once more to stone
to breathe in mother natures' charms,
feel the warmth wrapped in her arms.
I gratefully accept this space
to dwell, prosper, find my place
on lifes' ladder where I'll climb
up, up and away from a young girls crime.
From the land I feel my strength return
as one by one those memories burn
in Beltane fires fuelled by my life
I now have hope where once was strife.
Poetry by macpherson
Read 768 times
Written on 2005-10-03 at 01:09
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