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The Moon pool

Moon Water 150x150 The Moon poolIt is a lazy, restful time

here in the forest glade.

The sun is departing, the stars arriving

and the trees are a darkening jade.

An air of buzzing, drowsing stillness

invades the meadow, lends weight to my head

as I settle down – bedroll, backpack

and strains of music are seemingly played

A deep, cool, dark pool is here,

mirror clear, reflections of skies,

as peace fills my mind, my soul

and sleep gently touches my eyes.

I know not whether I was awake, or in dream

or how much time had passed,

when I felt the magic of this place

camped there, upon the grass.

No sounds – no crickets? (The Music!)

As the Moon awakens the pool, so bright.

Why this anticipation, premonition,

this magical feeling, this ghost haunted night?

Then, a Siamese cat enters the meadow-

silver grey, regal composure, flowing lines.

And somehow I know – I see intelligence

and wit, and power, as she looks into my eyes.

How does she speak without speaking?

But somehow, she communicates good will, and cheer.

‘Stay quiet, childe of man.’, she says.

‘Be still – you are but a guest here.’

Then a parade of feline musicians

wandered in singing from the right.

I shake my head *bedazzled*; Am I dreaming, or mad?

Why me – here to witness this eldritch sight?

A troupe of dancing, cavorting gnomes

made their appearance upon a rocky stage.

And following them: silver clad, haughty elves

accompanied by a wizened old mage.

Now, many strange but noble presences made manifest

on that starlit night in June.

And I witnessed and heard sweet music, high magic, and secrets

until dawn, with the passing of the Moon.

And the highbred Queen of Cat Folk

smiled with warmth, and left.

Left me shaking with these visions,

and nodding, I finally slept.

I return often to these stately woods, seeking

but never finding the sacred pool, so bright.

It makes me sad – very sad to think

that it was but a dream, a peculiar night.

But sometimes, at the edge of sleep,

soft music slowly beckons, and calls.

And I know with every fibre of my being

that I will again visit these magical sylvan halls

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Originally posted 2011-03-04 12:10:08. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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