Poetry

Sacred Spaces

It is in the quiet, in the deep the Sacred Spaces of the world where Beauty finds a place to be and simply to Belong where chaos of the day finds Sleep and visions whisper, dreams unfurl like Captive Meteors set free to endless galaxies Beyond   ©2018 Sarah Elizabeth Moore   From the shores… Continue reading Sacred Spaces

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Poetry

Of Gathering

If you close your eyes And breathe in deep You can smell the coming Snow I swear Like crisp of night And Autumn leaves Impending bitter Cold Is there Waiting for A place to be A place to settle And Belong Longing more For love Unseen The frigid, gentle Joy prolong Of Gathering – Ten… Continue reading Of Gathering