Thursday, January 30, 2014

a new moon

a new moon
candlelight around the bath-
music so low

I would renew my soul
in the old forest
near my first river
with sedges and tiny herbs.

Still, the perfume of a juniper,
now, after the rain,
breathing out, "a new moon..."

1 comment:

  1. Oh this is so incredibly beautiful, it soothed my soul and took me back to the sea, my fave place in the world. Love the perfume of a juniper!


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