Earth Pathways Showcase

Outside in the quiet fields
on a moon-mazed night
all has dissolved in shadow.
Does this feel like sleep?

Everything is slowly awakening,
opening hidden eyes like stars.

Something is blossoming, stretching,
breathing a long breath as soft as moths.
Unhurried, it unfurls its dreams
from a dark bud of endless light.

Do not tremble.

You cannot see with your day-dazzled eyes
but all around you
the seeds of everything are falling
into a world of open hearts.

Does This Feel Like Sleep? © Sue Wookey 2017

The Midsummer Sun -
not crowing, though Cock-of-the-Hill -
gazes as the top of the Earth nods
ever so wryly before tilting away,
and he showers a parting gift
from his basket of fire.
A gift of days so long and light
you can’t believe in ice or rime,
or puffy coats, or central heating,
days filled with dandelions and cut grass,
slow sheepish clouds and bees.
Take them with you,
he says, smiling his unchanging smile,
and hold them though the long nights
like a blanket.
And whenever I can
I’ll bounce my love over to you
off the shield of the Moon.

Sun Love © Sue Wookey