One night soon I will follow the moon’s path
across the wide channel and over the islands
to the white cap mountains
where ice gleams in moonlight.
I will find the place where ravens are born,
the kingdom of wind sound and silver tipped forest.
The golden path across the water will take me
and one night soon there I will go.
This is a very nice poem Don. Where white ice gleams in lunar glow.
I like that line a lot.
The moonlight across the water. Very nice piece Don.
This poem feels like my life. It speaks to the dark places in my heart. Not a negative dark, just a different color. I felt at home when I read it.
Thank you, Don.
The quickening calls us all… thanks for this reminder Don.
Hail the deconstructionist in all of us, who sees what they need to. I was drawn in by the pace of the reading: So calm, and centered. I envy being there.
thank you,Don. I have been watcching the full moon these nights. Your poem helps me to reflect on my sense of being led to something new and that I trust each piece of the path asa it comes
god bless
Seems to me you’ve gone there often…and taken us with you if only in day dreams.