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
Category: Pome
The perishing green of May,
That knows not
Its due price for time spent
sun-languishing–
And all because it lives so
passionately green–
Can learn no lesson from
human telling
Which might seek to warn the
Autumn end.