Then, and then again

Knowth

This place
more time has passed
from there to here
they would cremate the dead
transport the bones to this sacred temple
feat of perfect engineering
suns and the serpentine flow of the Boyne
calendars and moons
lost the film there
and spirits beyond see decorations
carved in stone with stone
they see it all

Small and deep
where these holy places are restored
engineered in line with the sun
marking the seasons’ passage
all connected through the ages
invasions and faith
honor and souterrains
passages and nature’s generosity

~~~~~~~~~~

Full of I wonder what it might be called
there is wondering
about feelings that seem to require
a new language
or
a retrieval of words once used too easily

You will excuse me please
some small measure of tears
for joy
for amazement
and of course for a certain abrupt change
in the company I keep

Lovely whitters M.E. I hope you’re all rested up now. I’d love to read more about the visit!

🙂

Singing Nun

August 26, 2003

I’ve missed you terribly and can’t wait to hear more about you adventure with distant pleasures.

RealSimple

I must say part of your allure is that cloak of mystery around you. You keep your readers guessing.

The Rickster

Wow…. Shalom,

Well, I always enjoy so much the special view of your world that we get as you poetically express your experience … but whitters from your visit to another part of the world are really grand too. Hope you get lots of rest this week to recoup and process : ) Hugs

songbird

It’s no secret that something joyful happened on your trip. The second whitter is brimming over… Nice to see you so happy. Hugs

*smiles* *hugs* -Col

laerima

August 27, 2003

oh beautiful.. *smiles* your whitters are always full up, but the second one is overflowing.. hugs,

oh whaddyaknow, songbird said pretty much the same thing.. lol hugs,

I’m as keen to have some detail as other people, time to reflect though is essential and its amazing how we keep finding more when we do that. Take your time and know your silence is respected too. Gee we don’t have to bare our souls unless we want to. A big hug

redmoonrising

lovely…

Torin

With a warm smile…

noko

August 29, 2003

“with stone they see it all…” very nice