Harvest.....

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Poem: Harvest:
Created (C)  09-02-99 Ora Moon

Eyes ablaze in watery dew,
Shadows of light, crackles familiar regards in you.

Brightly poised balance, streak the hallowed vain,
A Web settles, It’s fabric the core.

Mountains of grapes pile and pear,
Corpus purport in girdle of my youth.

The sounds unbroken, senseless yet uncommon the most,
Wiggle the toes, circumspect to enjoy possess.

Circle wind binds the attraction,
The apple gallery is now open, lay down your weapons.

Brooms scope the realms compassion,
Oh winged branch, division of two, sit in reverence,
Secure as one whole.

Breath deep fire, the first for a while,
Raised limb is supported a being of you.

Spoon of the Earth, scent of the Sea,
My true Mother, she occasions a cause out of necessity.

Justification, seeker of shout,
Tell me, holler me, speak of the fury, passions and doubt.

Pools of blood flow through the rivers of life,
Choose your Harvest wisely, a moment at a time.

Glance, twinkle, glimmer a flash,
Thank you dear ones, keepers of the Light.

Bountiful self, glorious day break,
Sounds of the heart, rhythmical faith.

Seeds in womb, a star delivers tonight,
Radiate secrets far and wide.

Moon in me flows on the chosen tides.