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Poetry:

[The Force at the Center]   ~   [Love 7]   ~   [Care]   ~   [Death Song]   ~   [The marriage Bed]   ~   [In The Wildest Garden]   ~   [Choices]

  • "The marriage Bed"
    Sacred Intentions Book

    Their marriage Bed is made of deep forest moss
    of lichen and Seeds
    Swept in By forgotten oceans
    Clouds of Dark green pine needles Saturate The ground
    Their wedding is a symphony of rain on Cedars
    The flash of Blue above them,
    Stellar jay wings – of the
    clicking Ravens throat
    a Black canopy of cedars
    Their wedding Bed is sunrise gold and crocus-early for spring
    earth so rich it Spills mushrooms and tiny ladybugs across The path of leaves and sorrow
    Fastening patience through timeless Seasons trillium, mouth, Breastbone, forehead Delicious rain
    in her, his eyes
    Their wedding Bed is The Soft earth
    The Curve of the oak and maple with bent arms to shelter them.
    Dark and night and Cloaked Stars,
    Circles drawn on the skin of the earth with ash leaves and half smiles
    Treasure, Closed heart opens
    Cloud moss – lays his hands on the ruby throat of the silk Flute
    The honest healer waits
    Answers of Dark earth,
    the skeleton chatters and clatters opening the gates
    of the future
    And Shiny Beetles run out of her silk cloak, they know she comes slowly and all there is
    is,
    this home the way of these
    two hands
    Smooth rain, Through her hair
    she watches, his eyes are the place of Rivers
    her Body is the place of unseen oceans – and they swim
    Deep in the pockets of green mystic cathedrals – only found in nature
    They Thrive
    Their wedding Bed is a thin Reed,
    Thin – wedding Bed is a wild and salty Dance in the Branches of willow and pine Ancient Ceremony
    whispered in The throats of hawks and Ravens –
    Owls hold the veil. This ceremony is a lifetime of wild
    And relentless Forgiving.
    The gentle earth receives their eternity
    Deep in the place of victory where the vines take Back
    This history
    Natural Springs tell Cool, life Saving Secrets,
    Deep council rises in the places where
    Soft and white and trillium fragile – they clasp the hands of cedars They wear the crown of valor and mystery
    Their marriage vows are the earth and Sky, a cloud of silky moss
    She rests her head on his wild Breast and he plays her the flute forever.


New Life


If you ask a question
And hold it in your heart
The how
will reveal itself
a white globe of shell

will move from its underwater home
and stretch out
will enter the world
slowly, bringing what is sacred to the surface
persevering gently, preserving the way
the way is to hold sacred
the way is to listen to all things good

from this place comes the essential
the tenderness questions no one dares to ask
from this place comes
wonder
inspiration
and be aware
the strait path takes courage, and the crooked path awaits
so every day
I will pay attention
Every day
I will break open the dark water
Every day
I will honor what is beautiful and real
in each human being
And every moment
I will surrender the easy path,
Because I am
a disciple of the mysteries

May you be blessed in all ways.

In ceremony,
Char Sundust

* God, Death and Poetry