Encapsulated in timeless beauty, is a wonderful Prince who lives in the evergreen forest. From atop a mountain, the mighty Prince holds the world in one hand and a bolt of lightening in the other. The hand that holds the world does so in a manner that allows the sphere to rotate correctly on its axis ensuring life's continuance. The hand that holds the lightening bolt, clutches fiercely at it knowing the power the bolt possesses to create and destroy. However, there is equilibrium in his poise.
Elves whisper and pixies dances to a tune played by wood sprites' wings. His domain is lushly populated by large old trees and green moss carpet. The fragrant smell of pine, cedar, and fresh rain fill the air with a magickal mist that sprays its youth giving properties to all that enter within the realm. However, the entrance is limited. In the distance, water rolls around on rock beautifully draping the mountain side like a bride's veil blowing in the wind. Using the power of his mind, his striking and piercing blue eyes hold the sphere and bolt in place while his hands fill two vessels with fluid. His moves are graceful and balanced as is his spirit. The two could not be more intertwined and majestic.
Ever magickal, I can only look up in awe of his rare and un-daunting beauty and wonder how? Yet, for everything, there is a purpose...
Purple flowers picked and pressed
Wood from a beaver's mouth
Waters from the veil
Gloves from a mighty hand
The gift of fire
Sharing of food from dish to dish
A bracelet from another's wrist
A half blind raccoon almost bite
A small black bear just in sight
Some deer, goat, and geese...
A snail. A crab. A little fish...
Boyish grin and sleepy eyes
Tasteful and healthy
Encouraging words spoken and I hopped the rocks to the island
Magickal hands laid on my body
Sprinkled with love, time, understanding, silence, and touch...
What a recipe for beauty!!!
Dedicated to Nathan! ~ Arachne ~ April 30, 2007 @ 2:46 p.m.
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