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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.  ~Paul Val�ry
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.  ~Carl Sandburg
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.  ~Thomas Gray
Poetry is not always words.  ~Audrey Foris
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.  ~Edgar Allan Poe

 

The Celtic Spirit by Caitlin Matthews
2003-12-26 - 1:55 p.m.
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The Wisdom Within

The faery queen of wisdom lived

Within the sun-room of a tree

From there she saw the wide, wide world,

But no fool could her beauty see.

---Scots Gaelic folk story

The Unending Quest

I watch the star to guide me home,

I found my soul and spirit's rest,

I travelled far across the foam.

There is no ending to my quest.

---Caitlin Matthews, The Celtic Book of the Dead

The Moon

I give you praise, moon of guidance,

That I have seen you again,

That I have seen the New Moon,

The lovely leader of the way.

----Scots Gaelic prayer to the moon

raw || truth
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Past Memories:

2006-01-13 - Fear In My Skin
2006-01-10 - The Moon - Our Silent Audience
2005-12-14 - Promise
2005-12-11 - Pure Bliss
2005-08-31 - In This Grave