Beautiful poem and gorgeous artwork-a post by Wuji worth sharing!
I love this poem. The imagery of a war or battle between thunder and the moon is brilliant. Yay-for Ms.vee!!!
Thunder is growling at the moon
Demanding attention with its boisterous voice
Bruising the soft floating clouds
As they slowly pass by
Darkening the passageway of the shooting stars
Trying to force its way to the forefront, to take
Control of the night, you’re not needed moon
Lightning will strike, and give light tonight
The bickering continues; as Moon vs Thunder
With power lines struck, and trees on the ground
The moon still shines, big, bright and round
very interesting and poignant blog post.
There is a Native American legend that says, ” If you have a secret wish, capture a butterfly and whisper your wish to it. Since butterflies cannot speak, your secret is ever safe in their keeping. Release the butterfly, and it will carry your wish to the Great Spirit, who alone knows the thoughts of butterflies. By setting the butterfly free, you are helping to restore the balance of nature, and your wish will surely be granted.”
They are a symbol of change, joy, and color. (There is also an association of Faerie folklore with butterflies.) Their flight appears as dancing, and a reminder not to take things so seriously. They have a sense of lightness and joy. They are reminders to get up and move, for if you can move you can dance, and dance brings joy.
The butterfly is a powerful symbol for transformation. It leaves the safety…
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my other rarely used blog: http://dirtyfilthybutterflyblues.blogspot.com/
The Female Roars-
(written for Lisa)
It starts with an explosion.
Fits of outrage, fur and teeth,
the Lioness Roars
in order to protect her cubs.
She is all complete Beauty,
in that mere moment
of raw agony and fierce loyalty.
She will fight to the death,
to protect her young ones.
She is a wild force of nature.
You do not want to be,
the one who has crossed
She has perfected protection,
to the essentials
of sharpen teeth, claws, and
To threaten her cubs,
is foolish, and the results
could be very dangerous
if not even deadly.
Human Mothers are not
that much different.
When push comes to shove-
The Female Roars.
written for Lisa.
This poem is very awesome-from Wuji. Enjoy.
this link is for my other blog, I do not write on there as much as on here, but I do write some stuff every so often.
My lord takes his delight in stars
In the middle regions of the sky
In blessed spirits that mirror light
Radiant with the music of the night
My Queen takes her movement
From the waves, from the rain
Her wondrous effulgence
In each of her beloved thoughts
It pours and pours and never ceases
She is nature without judgment
Cycles without wait, nectars of belonging
Vaster than global consciousness
On that shore that is not a city
My lord and my Queen reside in thee
With pure white of white, delight and fire.
Excellent poem by Maggie.