Be still my little one

Nothing stirs, wintry capped heart

Flickering, prelim moments, dancing in the dark

Whimsical  deer strayed in the fairies glen

Soft sounds surround the gentle friend

 

Gentle moonscape, encountered each wing

Hand-painted along the rivers edge

Vanishing without one utterance beat

Majestic eagles landings sweet

 

In forever inspired hooves great speed

Quite morning as each one fed

Richness and hues saddled the day

Each vintage horse, crowned to stay

Reviews

[Angel's Lady]

Very poetically and beautifully written. You write to stir the senses and it works quite well. Great write!

[Suelou]

Deborah, this is so beautiful. You do have a way with words. A wonderful write.

[Mistral Bilgera]

i am aching in gentleness!! this poetry is a break from all the morbid ones around! good job! :)