Elf

Jun. 25th, 2003 04:21 pm
helen99: A windswept tree against a starlit sky (Default)
[personal profile] helen99
A blood old and proud in your veins
The depth of the wood in your heart,
A star's light long ago made its home in your eyes
But keep the stealth of the woodland beings
That you be not confined or consumed
For that which has not, will seek to grasp
And that which is not free cannot abide freedom
Wearing, then, the cloak of the invisible
Unbounded, sing with your people in the forest.

Wonderful!

Date: 2003-06-25 02:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] psamathe.livejournal.com
That's beautiful, Helen! I love it! Thanks for sharing! :)

Re: Wonderful!

Date: 2003-06-25 03:15 pm (UTC)
ext_5300: tree in the stars (Default)
From: [identity profile] helen99.livejournal.com
Thank you! I totally love it when the Song sings through me.

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Date: 2003-06-26 06:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helia44.livejournal.com
Exquisite... thank you.

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Date: 2003-06-26 01:53 pm (UTC)
ext_5300: tree in the stars (Default)
From: [identity profile] helen99.livejournal.com
Dance will I with the stars in the sky
and the stars that shone in their eyes
For the light they weave is the song they leave
That sings to the morning skies!

;)

Re: *claps and laughs with joy and bounces*

Date: 2003-06-26 05:19 pm (UTC)
ext_5300: tree in the stars (Default)
From: [identity profile] helen99.livejournal.com
Sadly probably no more tonight. The muse is fickle, reclusive, and naughty -- he appears only when he wishes. Sometimes he kisses me on a whim, and then skips off laughing into the trees and doesn't return for months, maybe even years. Recently he seems to have made himself more available -- but only because he wants to...

Re: *claps and laughs with joy and bounces*

Date: 2003-07-01 12:34 pm (UTC)
ext_5300: tree in the stars (Default)
From: [identity profile] helen99.livejournal.com
When Sunlight fades in the twilight glades
As the night is born of the shadow,
And the Wood sings deep to the birds in sleep
While they dream of the breeze in the meadow
Then Dance will I with the stars in the sky
And the stars that shone in our eyes
For the light they weave is the song they leave
That sings to the morning skies
When the newborn day brings the birds to play
by the woodland's water falling
And the Song I hear ever draws me near
To the One who's Song is calling...

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