Circle cast around the room Elements enjoined We sit and share our hearts and joys Opening ourselves
Wood and stone Incense smoke Warmth of fire Water stilled
Flow of energy Hopes and dreams Food and drink We celebrate
|
|
||
|
Petals forged in white-hot flame Attention to every detail Delicate look Inner strength Gentle scent added It will not fade It will not wilt It will always be there It was a cool evening, the kind that flows with relaxation. A light breeze brushed his back. He absently thumped some ashes off of his clove cigarette and resumed his lazy swinging. The stars are bright tonight, he thought. A kind of luminous haze stretched across the sky. The moon was full and bright, illuminating [...] So I was sitting here thinking about the holidays. Amazing how much stress can breed from something that’s supposed to be a simple celebration. You really gotta hand it to the capitalistic think-tanks. They never miss a chance to rape a meaningful event until it’s nothing more than a profit increasing spend-fest. I suppose it [...] Sinuses draining I’m making with the coughing And the throat is sore |
|
|
Copyright © 2012 SoapBoxRants.net - All Rights Reserved |
||