Birthed in tree's deep-rooted heart,
born naked from the tendrils of
the bark-bled mother; sourced in
watered knowing, as the oak rises
surely from its seed; so are angels
born and fairies brought to being.
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Your words invoke thoughts of peace and beauty. I've always loved fairy stories.
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Lovely poem. 'bark bled mother' I did like that. Well done.
ReplyDeleteNice to know where angels and fairy folk come from :)
ReplyDelete'sourced in watered-knowing'--I like that. Your words are crafted together like a fairytale or mythology. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteA delightful poem that explains a mystery that has long confounded me - so that's where angels and fairies come from.
ReplyDeleteVery nice wording. I like "as the oak rises surely from its sred".
ReplyDeleteI also love "bark bleed mother" gorgeous piece
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