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I am, we are, stars

I am grumpy and yet I feel accomplished ,
I am tired and yet I feel fulfilled,
I am sad tinged with a kind of nostalgia as I think of my Father who passed this time of year almost 9 years ago.

I am alone and yet I feel surrounded by stars. I am sad some moments and yet my laugh has never reached so many places of my belly and being

. I am tiny and yet I feel so large in this grand star being we call earth .
I am simply here, watching , feeling and holding the barks of the trees who implore us to breathe deeply and wholly ,

the thrumming of another world is calling and I am listening beyond the chaos to the depth of this ocean of ……..
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Dedicated to this very special place in my heart… Cheddar Gorge:

These ancient stones

And silent thrones
The grand spirits of this wisest gorge
It’s time to shift to mould to forge
The dreams and sounds from all around
From the heavens to the mossiest  grounds
The holy spirits in the air
Some so sweet and some so fair
Caught on a sun beam I feel them stare
A piercing crystal from within
They’re weaving out and weaving in
Sprouting spirals with a grin
A symphony within these walls
Of stone they chorus and rise and fall
Listen you can hear their call
An orb so bright it gathers all .
I’m happy to dive and rise and fall
In these ancient lands
With healing hands
And silver strands.
Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger. 2018 All rights held.
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“In that auspicious time between Winter and Spring..
A new word came of WinterSprings
And how it tickles my silly soul
For laughter is my ever goal
Winter springs lightly
That time between frost
And new life is spritely
The daffodils bursting glee to be free
To show their spring time yellow shine
And their ever bold glow
Tiptoeing around corners
You catch that winterspringly light!
It sits upon your hand
Your fingers with delight
The clearest bluest and whitest sky
Snow just might fall
or the Sun just might lie
Upon the blades of greenest grass
Brooks and glades
We merrily pass
Just a pixie lass
and a faery girl
Caught up in a giggly whirl
Skip we do
Through and through
These golden times
Of true true you.”
Copyright Photo/Poem Kachina Aimee Woolger 2018. All rights held.
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As you can see those snow drops they tinkle
And with their soft smiles they sprinkle and clinkle
A soft melody of oh purest white
A faeries dear joy of upmost delight
Kissed by the wind so lightly they sing
A brush of a robins breast
The rush of her wing
That tinkle you hear
Oh so high and so clear
It’s from the show drops they’re ever so near!
When surrounded by tinkling sounds have no fear
They’ll guide you to doorways that most suddenly appear
Hop on through with your snow drop as luck
Like an elegant faun or that mischievous puck
This dream is for playing
If that’s true I’m staying
To the tune of this wondrous sway
I do play
With the tinkling snow drops
Of the ever pure ways.”
Copyright Image and Poem Kachina Aimee Woolger. 2018. All rights held.
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