Winter Warriors
I have examined the night sky.
Seen appear the moon, stars, and meteors.
During winter’s freeze,
Orion, lost in Crete, stands tall,
his belt tight, against his waist,
hosting the seven sisters , glowing, - Pleiades, bright.
And to the North we view Perseus,
holding Medusa’s head.
Taurus, the heavenly bull shines out.
Winter’s warriors,
guarding the sky,
large and luminous.
keeping individual watch within their own stars;
giant hunter, the solid horned one, and the helmed
slayer of myths.
Gathering strength, Earth’s dauntless protectors,
working as a stellar team.
The Temple At Twilight
The temple at twilight,
soft the evening presses in.
No squeeze, just gentle pressure.
The susurration of the fountain
heard with open ears.
The shimmer of light
from candles’ glow,
seen with open eyes.
That soft embrace felt,
with an open heart,
as a hug given tenderly
by all the angels you can name.
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