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THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ VII ]
*** Musk and ferns ***



“At
Dusk
A
Mare
Walks
Slow
And ask
For
Care; –

*** Root ***

In
Musk
My
Hands
Sweep
Gems
And green
Of
Lands; –

*** Root ***

I
Dare
To
Dream;
- Sweet
Ferns
I’ve seen
To
Gleam – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

ALL
For 63 years
I have given
my All
to my
Beloved Mother
Dearly Departed Father
Siblings
Lembi "love" Grandmother
cousins
Neighbors children
Patients
I have been a daughter
Employee wife mother sister niece
Cook chauffeur accounting
Internal auditor nurse author poet
Will I ever find my mate
That reciprocates
True Love Honesty
Dedication faithful
How do I find him
Is he an American?
Australian?
Swede Finn?
What is his hair color
Height
Heart
Dreams desires
Dear God I Pray
Answer my prayer
Your obedient servant
Rachael

Every touch leaves a mark. ... There are relatives. There are strangers
There are those who indirectly walk with you through life, not really influencing it, but being present for some reason.
There are those who come close to you and change the course of events in your history.
There are those who come and go. Some will leave a trace in the diary of your soul in a moment, others, having been present for years by your side, will not touch the strings of your heart.
It is impossible to predict who will stay with you.
Sometimes loved ones let go of your hand at the edge of the abyss, and completely strangers, suddenly give it to save you.
You can walk along the same road, but look in different directions.
You can go along different roads, but suddenly converge at the crossroads of destinies.
And no one knows what will happen in a minute, a month, a year.
But, bursting into someone else's life, or even barely touching it, leave in it what will become another beacon in the darkest night for him.
Remaining in the soul, this barely perceptible light can kindle a fire after a while, at the most necessary moment for this, when, it would seem, there is no longer any salvation.
Be kinder, more merciful, sincere. This is not a weakness or a vice.
It is a force that has no value.
Speak important words to your dear people on time, because they have the greatest value exactly when they are expected.
Everything that is so important to the heart has its own expiration date.
Everything has its time: the word - its own, the deed - its own.
Speak important words also to strangers for you, perhaps through you their guardian angel speaks to them.
We are all wanderers in this life, partially or closely intertwined with each other and, contrary to the opinion that a person has always been, is and remains alone, I will say:
You have never been alone, even if you are so sure of it.
Each touch to your soul, like yours to someone else's, leaves a mark in the book of fate and changes the course of events.
Be careful, touch gently...

Deny, they said to me...
Deny, I said the freedom to the free...
Are we always free... just to be?
Remove the shackles from my arms.
Remove the stigma from your charms.
Deny what you've done...
Deny what you are...
Deny the reflection in the mirror.
Betray your friend and betray a part of yourself.
Deny that you cant be me...
Deny that you are free.
When you deny that part of me..
Then you deny the freedom of the free.
Have you been there?
Through the suffering and the pain?
Have you stood your ground ?
Oh for the love of the free.
Could you take the blows...
Just for me... all for the love of the free
Just to be me?
Can you walk my path? can you sing my song?
Will you show me all the wrong?
Because I stood my ground.
Still they put me down.
But all the words of slander and hate...
Still wait for all...
In destiny lies fate.
Still we deny who we are.
And the reflection in the mirror.

Center of attention
The noble King-
he’ll take your breath away.
Without mention
his praises you’ll sing -
emotions of awesome array.
A flawless pride
with nerves of steel -
A heart so full of gold.
A primal side - that has no seal
An attention that’s hard to hold.
Vocal persuasion- insatiable zest
An ego of consistent stroke.
Intense and vibrant- genuine and true
Ambitions you could never revoke.
Lover of freedom
Man of his word -
A passionate, committed soul.
He lives for the blessings
Connections and love-
He’s a beautiful sight to behold.

I'm.no strange to love lost
It has no quarrels with me
No mercy at there feet
Just relentless no dates
Not even.the tide would take me out.......
So I plod along my.merry way
Nothing to show for my.life just pain
I will go.now and bury.my head
Among the pages of my.book
For reading diverts all my pain
I.will soon laugh

September
how many memories you will carry to me
just while a fresh air envelops me
I get a flying tear in the wind
it will talk to me about young summers and springs gone by
You know I bear a pain inside
it will talk to me about young nights full of starry skies and broken hearts
September yes I can remember
it's a sad thought about going out stars so ending nites at the dawn of a new day
it will talk to me about a beginning of a new life
the leaves fall the air is colder
the incoming snow storm will not scare me September you will not stop me
you arrived right now.. but can't say how
you are already so far away from me, take away my pain
now I know I have not loved in vain

The corn is growing around my suburb
giant green shoots have come up over 4 or 5 months
its miraculous how it does that
soon we will get to eat some, steamed with butter and pepper
oh that will be delicious

Ode to corn

It took a 100 days
for a field of maize
to prosper in the sun
I'll be there
with a glass of beer
when all is said and done
to eat the seed
a worthy feed
a treat no need to shun
forget the job
and grab a cob
the fun has just begun

Little dusts of diamonds sparkling everywhere
On cards – decorations – and in the air
Snow dust in winter – frost in the fall
Sun shining through raindrops to enthrall

After Christmas in carpets – a path to walk
They are all year grabbing onto your sock
Tiny little flashes of bright light catching your eye
Encouraging you as you hurry on by

I love sparkles as my family well knows
Don’t send her a card unless sparkles on it glow
Others say plain is better but to me seem too dull
Sparkles brighten up my day and make it full

For light reflects off these little cheerful bits
Shining and cheering you on not to quit
When life at times gets depressing and dull
They are there lighting up like little angels

My baby left on a journey
To a haven beyond the stars,
She is quietly resting
From this world's pain & tears,
God looked down from heaven
And saw your tired face
He lifted you so gently
And took you to paradise to rest;
Though it shattered my soul to lose you
But you did not go alone
Cause part of me went with you
The day God called you to His blessed home;
I wish I could see you once more
I know its not possible,
But I will meet you soon,my baby,
Never to be parted again;
God can see how much I miss you,
What pain I go through each day
The tears I have shed all these years
Since you went away.