Tuesday, 20 July 2010
hushing early morning and let the soldiers rest
when you are mean to yourself
your self makes a little army of invisible men...
they link arms and form a barrier that separates
you - from your soul.
they will guard your soul like an iron gate
and they wont let you see it anymore.
they are protecting it from you.
if you are easy on yourself,
the men will put down their shields and rest.
then you can be all of you ♥
summer music with not too many words... patchouli mixed with bergamot... then 12 books from amazon dropped through my letterbox! fringy boots and foxes... cedarwood incense & earth thoughts in clay cups... carrying a summer basket... fur and feather wolf & crow dreams where i am the mother... where they rest on my shoulders and lick from my fingers... watching a mobile made of feathers blowing in the fan... then staying up into night to play with magic.. and... ribbons... always the ribbons... twirl your hair around your fingers and suck your thumb little one.. it will be ok and besides that i am so sorry ♥