#11 – Lockstep through a fire 


Storms break to the yoke of sunshine
We fall deeper into each other’s arms
tripping on the guitarist’s blues strings
Drunk in love on something so fine

Winter caves that life may spring
So the earth yields to seedlings
We move lockstep in tune
To the words of my slow revolution

The glances our eyes steal at another
Perhaps today I should say hello
But first a very big thank you
To GS, Buddha and Alexander
How to find a, sound eagle and inner peace.
And all others who read and share and like

Tonight as I write
The wind sings into my lungs
Dusk promises to take me home
With my head in clouds I hear subtle songs
The ink speaks to me like the heart of a fire
Incantations written with the blood of Gaia

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