I sit cross legged on the floor Cradling to myself What others perceive as a simple marble Swirls of Ocean Greens, blues Double-helix My heart beating in time I gently blow on it Sparking it Calling on its song Feeling the soft silk Of long hair round my hips Cascading down my back Ebony fountain I unfurl my legs Feeling them scale over In opalescent beauty The call of Moon The rhythm of Tide My heart and soul swelling So large it cannot ever be contained My mouth opens in sweet melody And calls the Selkie of Lore The Dolphin All the Fishes The Whale The Turtle Fingers brushing over fantastically colored fronds Shyly closing against my touch To bravely open once more Soft light filtering from Above Neptunes gentle and benevolent smile Warm and liquid freedom Coursing within Without...
If I show you this Gift, place it in your hand.. Will you see it for what it is.. Or simply see a marble And place it back in the bag With the others..
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Cradling to myself
What others perceive as a simple marble
Swirls of Ocean
Greens, blues
Double-helix
My heart beating in time
I gently blow on it
Sparking it
Calling on its song
Feeling the soft silk
Of long hair round my hips
Cascading down my back
Ebony fountain
I unfurl my legs
Feeling them scale over
In opalescent beauty
The call of Moon
The rhythm of Tide
My heart and soul swelling
So large it cannot ever be contained
My mouth opens in sweet melody
And calls the Selkie of Lore
The Dolphin
All the Fishes
The Whale
The Turtle
Fingers brushing over fantastically colored fronds
Shyly closing against my touch
To bravely open once more
Soft light filtering from Above
Neptunes gentle and benevolent smile
Warm and liquid freedom
Coursing within
Without...
If I show you this Gift, place it in your hand..
Will you see it for what it is..
Or simply see a marble
And place it back in the bag
With the others..