To the Anam Caras of our Hearts

My dear friend, there once was a phrase made of sound, formed into words and these words given meaning that I gave unto you. My beloved being sent here to me to show me hope and comfort. Even in the darkest of times. You came to me like the promise of light shed upon a cautious…

Temptress of the dark

  Pilgrim of the heavens abode, a wanderer lingering ere not long. Whereby upon the eventide, begins a ritual in solitude arise.   Of a journey ere westward told, over innumerable miles behold. Weaving a path across the sky, in a journey of unending miles fly.   Bright Lady, silent sentinel, temptress of the dark. Maiden, Mother and the Crone, bleak night of…

Silver Willows

Once long ago when all was fair, I sat beneath the willows, there. With clouds upon high and drifting by, the heady breeze played through silver leaves. Arms around me, holding on and with promises to remain ever strong, my love and I sat ‘neath the shade, with whispers of love and tokens we gave. His words…