And if the view’s not to your taste …
Don’t blame the mirror.
~*~
Image: Dock relic in large pond … Tylney Hall, Hook, Hampshire, England
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©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019
Aimwell CreativeWorks
And if the view’s not to your taste …
Don’t blame the mirror.
~*~
Image: Dock relic in large pond … Tylney Hall, Hook, Hampshire, England
~*~
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019
Aimwell CreativeWorks
~*~
Fallow soil,
Hallowed ground.
Nothing grows here ~
Not yet.
The seed planted
Rests peacefully
Within a fertile
Bed covered by
Hope; fed with
Dreams.
Awaiting the
Moment
To rise; to greet
The sun.
Its day will
Come.
In the meantime,
Fallow.
~*~
Sometimes there is absolutely nothing to be done to create forward momentum. In those times, rest.
Thanks for visiting,
Dorothy
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
She glowed upon a soft horizon,
The Sunshine Maiden.
A warming, golden light
That shone o’er
Shivering hills and
Truth bare-boned. No
Hiding from the glint
In her amber all-seeing
Eye. And yet, no judgment
There. Simply a place
Holder shedding light
On dark corners of
Spirit. Healing.
De-mystifying the
Mysterious. Revealing,
Through her bright beam of knowing, the
Bounteous beauty born of
Bleak internal landscapes.
Her light; her love, radiating and
Conquering the dark.
~*~
In Memorium
Wendy Golding, mentor and friend. Recently deceased lover of life and co-founder of
Horse Spirit Connections in Tottenham, Ontario. A guiding, healing light, and force for good, to all who knew and loved her.
Always in my heart.
~*~
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019
Goodbye, we say again, goodbye,
Beneath a sad and sullen sky.
A year has passed
Since you drew breath;
Surrendered to untimely death.
My judgment, for I miss you so ~
I was not ready to let you go.
Still, life goes on as well it must,
So I release your dust to dust.
Your spirit soars while tears I cry
Beneath a sad and sullen sky.
~*~
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2018 … Aimwell CreativeWorks