Siobhan was one of the few left who celebrated the Winter Solstice. Her grandmother and mother had made old bones and passed on to the Goddess but she was still alive. being a vibrant 25 years on this earth. Siobhan intended to pay homage to the Goddess. so the coming Estre or Spring as the villagers called it, would be blessed with a bountiful harvest and so too the woodlands and marshlands. Winter Solstice was the short...

Earth slowly rouses from darkness to light; The first rays of dawn reach the horizon as Gathering clouds mask the sky; Low clouds form a gossamer cloak, Enshrouding a rainforest, dulling its vibrancy. Raindrops fall from clouds above, Showering tropical trees, flowers, and creatures of the earth, Gently bathing all that breathes below; The Autumnal shower nourishes this peaceful sanctuary. After some time the rain ceased,...

Your radiant rays warm and cheer in many ways, To brown the skin and strengthen bone, our bodies crave for you alone. We need to see you in the sky, to reassure us hope is there, when clouds hide you we do despair. Your essence is a potent part, of why we hold passion in our hearts. You greet us and bid us farewell, with golden rays you weave a spell, Caress our hearts and bodies too and return next day, our liaison to re...

Once many years ago my heart was captured, A beautiful soul's light was shared, my world sublimely fractured, My joy was instant my life enlightened, Opening like a rare flower, refusing to be frightened. Life's journey is sometimes serendipitous, Its twists and turns lead to the spiral gate within the mists, What seems real may disappear, The sounds of your own tears revealed only to your own ears. I too was sadly deceiv...