with a gentle heart in good keeping
beauty arrives when boldest can show softness yet lose not strength nor character
but find depth...fluidity in fire and dare to journey deep, past frivolous ploys and paper pleadings....
when full moons promise makes night birds sing
darkest garden paths beg lingering
this is a place not for the meek, here molten treasure unfurled abides....
glorying souls, imaginings wild
crowding out mild tempered wishes with embered souls....talons hushing....
the goblin market sells but trinkets
roses bloom yet have no worth
here golden wings are tender beating........... a gallant star on a midnight sea.....
a gentle heart still in good keeping ...........safely harbored, roaming free
April 2011