Creatress, lover, traveller and sage You gift the world and usher an age of healing wonder   Deep blessings and bows for your care your concern do you care for yourself? You have nothing left to earn and still you give from the depths of Her pouring out blessings with unspoken words Where are you?… Continue reading Creatress

The perishing green of May,

That knows not

Its due price for time spent


And all because it lives so

passionately green–

Can learn no lesson from

human telling

Which might seek to warn the
Autumn end.