There is a shadow
obscured by daydreams
she invites
that does not understand
her need to keep it away
from her fields of flowers
and the hills where she tumbles
and almost has wings . . .
There is a darkness
in the daylight,
even when the sun
extends its boldest rays
to chase her wild --
embrace her wild
need to keep on moving . . .
Dance upon the surface
Memories, safe
Clear reflections
Crystal rains
Dance upon the surface,
And delight in
weightless ease
for Now
Soon enough,
the memories that dance
beneath the waters --
Not so clear
and trapped in fearful
restlessness,
will call you from below
the careless breeze
that barely hints
of what might linger there
Below the mirrors
Muddy waters
Waiting for the rain
to stir them
Hoping it will show
That all is not
As it appears
Beneath
the sparkling surface
Memories wait
The ones that were too
heavy to dance
But not too sunken
to speak
Listen,
Listen to their dreams
of night
Carry,
Carry them home
to the dreams
of day -
skies that offer
all of their colors
and moods to you,
to flowers, to hills,
and now to the shadow
you nearly forgot
that needs you
to be
Free
--Mary Anne Stewart (January 19, 2017)
| Photo by Mary Anne Stewart, July 2014 - Cecret Lake, Alta |
| Photo by Mary Anne Stewart, August 2015 - Cecret Lake, Alta |
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