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Haven
Relax, breathe deep,
beneath the branches
that lovingly weave
their web of protection.
Once again they faithfully
obscure the vision
of those who seek to know
my true heart.
Into silence and solitude
I finally give voice
to unspoken thoughts…
…dreams
…desires
The Old Ones listen.
They gift to me a gilded mirror.
I gaze deep within and discover
my soul staring back
with eyes of love.
The truth has arrived,
my heart soares free.
I am complete.
Haven by Rhana Griffin
This poem was created for Withering Moons Secret Place Competition. For a change I thought I would let my inner poet run wild and use the photographic talents of another.
My collaborator for this piece is Andrew Bosman. The complete work can be viewed here
Thanks so much Andrew… this poem and your image together worked out better than I could have hoped for.
Comments
this is beautiful Rhan – you made a really excellent choice of image – they fit perfectly. Good luck with it. Debxx
Good god..I wish I had written that. Gonna have to come up with something bloody good for that comp!! Damn you!! LOLOL HUGGGS Bella truly..this is exquisite..from the first stanza..to that brilliant last line..I love it.
You are woman…..with so many talents and gifts….
I love this Bella, the image is stunning, your words a gift….
Love always,
Lisa
:)
Excellent collaboration the pair of you. Compliment each other well
Thanks so much everyone! I hope you have all gone over to Boz’s place to check out the completed work!
Kristy…. ummm… whats a stanza? I thought it was a Datsun…
My first car was a Stanza….. true story, a SSS too with all the go fast bits….. :-)
Thanks Rhana, the poem is tops!!!
Incredible poem and photo. Great collaboration
Stirring stuff, well done Rhana and Andrew :))
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