Friday, 27 January 2012

“A mountain keeps an echo deep inside. That's how I hold your voice.”

The string that ties us, one to another, pulls tonight. Friend, I keep you in my heart through happiness and sorrow - yours or mine. I've called out - to the universe, to the creator, to the force that spins the planets. One small voice hardly daring for an answer. I ask for your burdens to be light and your heart mended. I ask it for you and those who came before you and those who came before them. May you be strong in the broken places and your world be full of light.
Goodnight, friend. Dream of the 8th fire. Dream bright.


Cath Thomas said...

Thank you for this beautiful poem. Or just beautiful text. I will dream bright tonight.

You are 'une grande dame'!

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