sacred circle

the air crackles with the
energy of a storm to come
as preparations are made
for a calling of vigor
entering places and
crossing borders

tongues of flame dance
as spirit is renewed and
replenished once again
after heart-breaking
work in the desolation
of the desert

the rhythm of the sea
flows in and flows out
washing away the dusty
remnants of that past trek
revealing jewels
carved in stone and shell

new creations birthed
in the spectacle of the cosmos
diversity of shape and color
love and desire
with the texture and smell
of the ground of all being

© 2009
Terri Stewart

Photo by Christine Valters Paintner of Abbey of the Arts

Categories: Poetry Religion

5 comments

  1. Victoria Ceretto-Slotto said on December 13, 2010
    Also exquisite. Victoria
  2. hope hayduk said on December 13, 2010
    this is so beautiful! Deep and heartwarming. Great imagery! I love the sea flowing and washing away the dusty remnants only to reveal jewels. A beautiful way to describe our existence and meaning thank you love the quiet snowfall on your blog.
  3. Jingle said on December 13, 2010
    breath taking imagery. keep writing... A+

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