Sunday, 23 February 2014

A Song

photo by Margaret Bednar

Why is the mind
Overcast with gray dreams
While the green heart
Still blooms periwinkles

Why is the crimson gypsy spirit
Stagnating in one place
While the magical life
Is fluttering on butterfly wings

Why is the Ego
Looking into the sky
While the soul
Remains grounded rooting
Posted for Margaret's Play It Again  Archive #1:  "An Ink-Stained Word List" @ Real Toads
Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United