I was inspired by the Fall Equinox to write this poem... There is this feeling of an offering of sorts...of my whole being: body, mind, soul, senses and emotions. It happens inwardly, yet is also reflected outwardly: an expression of all those parts of me. It is this quiet time within where I wait, the whole of me, for this Love to come. What better reason, then, to write this poem, as it comes through me! Offering on an Autumn Day Red and orange leaves blowing in the wind. Grey skies, the bluish color of my eyes. Fall arrives the season of my birth, at home in the cool Autumn air. Wrapped in fine cloth, hues of red, orange blue and brown. Soft pale skin and golden hair. It is the time to go back in. Larimar-like blue eyes that see so much beyond the seen. Like a tiger in the grass, waiting... Grounded in this time of season changed. Comfortable with a cup of tea, book in hand and smell o...
Women's Spiritual Poetry