Transcendent

She felt the warmth Of that brilliant light Illuminating the path As slowly she reemerged No longer bound By restraining darkness A shadow in the valley Of that wicked wood Soul once lost In labyrinths pain Filling with hope As she made her way A distant cloud Looming on the horizon Reveling in happiness She

Autumnal passage

On the horizon Stretching for miles A blanket covering Of blue-grey clouds The season has shifted Suddenly without warning In the air you can feel it Familiar mystic stirring Something primitive Something ancient Arising from instinct Rather than thought Leading you deeper Where there’s no turning back Forging the connection Between universe and self –

Here with me

He didn’t want to keep her Didn’t want to let her go Afraid he was eating Too much of her time She mused silently Adoring his sensitivity Smiled to herself Then answered softly I’ve been eating my time For most of my life What we’re doing here Is not eating time This is spending time

Beautiful Illusion

Visions conjured taken straight from her dreams That she should come to know and cherish Enchanted by the beauty of that magical world In which she found herself longing to dwell Accepting the offerings though strictly forbidden Blinded by the brilliance emanating from within Helpless to turn back no matter the consequence This newfound reason

Hope springs Eternal

Years spent… Gambled Exhausted Misused Following paths Through dark and Foreign forests Losing my way Stumbling in darkness Coming to fear My own shadow At times In search of something Someone… Would hold the mirror To my own face Allow me to glimpse What never before seen… Then one day I happened upon A mysterious

Evolution

It used to be That she’d find herself Daydreaming Turning her thoughts To him Now it seems As though he’s always Just there If not dead center Then lingering On the fringes His presence Always felt – ©2010 by Jill Terry