water cauldron & crystal cave

lately i ring little bells when i want to clear the air...
or sweep giantly with open fanned fingers like feathers ♥

i fill cauldrons with water and become a fish swimming inside.
or pull at time like a string until it bends back upon itself.



then late at night i sneak out into the deep garden,
silk tassels & moths flit this way and that when i pass.
there i am listening to stones & wood & wind &
filling shells with rainwater before sneaking
back up to bed.





♥ i watch the rain seep through my castle roof ♥