Celtic Tapestry

Once Joined, divided now,
Our often thought of thoughts of 
Who we each may be 
Are glistening light upon a drop of dew.
A brightened Lamp of starlit ventures
And Songs of Violet cymbals
Dip into streams of pomegranate colored veins
As blood within the crafted vest
One wears in Marriage,
To languish restfully as clouds
Against a canvas of Rainbowed
Lakes
And chirping birds poised to mate.
A crevice opens in the
Sphere of time we dance in,
And we meet, freely wondrous as children
Laughing from the deepest, carved out
Fountains of Light.
The dance swirls and weaves a tapestry
That rests upon the shoulders
Of history and the chasm of aloneness
Becomes a comfort.
As quiet stillness holds the nest of Spring
In Songs of Reunion

5/10/12