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There are wonders at work beyond what we
can see. In stillness are the answers and in
the realms of the marsh, magic is tangled
in the reeds and the hooves of water horses
create the waves of change. In the web of
spiders are the spinning wheels of time and
twisted threads of our past. Hope clings to
the branches of trees as the wind changes
direction. As the moon calls us to our dreams
it is the owl who holds the lightning in her
talons and opens the cracks in the dark.
© Karen A. VandenBos
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| Karen A.VandenBos |
Karen A VandenBos was born on a warm July morn in Kalamazoo, MI. A PhD course in Shamanism taught her to travel between two worlds. A two-time Best of the Net nominee, her writing has been published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Blue Heron Review, Moss Piglet, Feed the Holy, and others.


I love the images in your poem, Karen - so magical!
ReplyDeleteKaren , I love this narrative poem. Great images and concise writing! --Tom Thrun, Wauwatosa, WI
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