From time to time I attempt to write poetry. Occaisonally I think it’s good enough to share. This isn’t one of those times but I’m sharing anyway. This isn’t the first version of this as I started working on it in September. So those of you with far more skill than I with words, please be gentle with any comment you feel moved to make. I’m not sharing this because I think it’s good but because I feel I must.
Love and Dreams – In honour of Maponos
In my dreams, my fantasies
I lie in your embrace.
I dream you are my lover and
I gaze upon your face.
Your eyes are dark, like mountain pools
You find by cliffs of stone.
In their depths a mystery
That maybe I’ll be shown.
But you are lord of dreams and song,
Of healing and the sun.
You are not bound by human form
And your embrace would stun.
And still I reach towards you
My fantasies I clutch.
I lay myself before your eyes,
Dream of a lover’s touch.
Do you dream, have fantasies?
What lies in your embrace?
Do you care what words I use
To seek to know your face?
Are my dreams and thoughts enough
To give you face and form?
Is the love within my heart
Enough to heal this storm?
These words they don’t come easily
Although they’re in your praise.
I want to rest within your strength,
To heal beneath your gaze.
Autumn 2010
Musings of a Scottish Hearth Druid and Heathen 