Goodnight my friend.
I say my prayers of the Earth
of the four winds and the rains .
You have given all that
is inside your heart .
I will think of you when
the moon drinks from the rivers cove
within the cold ashes of the night fires
secreted in warm solitude
of a hollow
beneath the low lonely trees .
Only the mountains now
seem immortal .
It is true and right to die .
We navigate the high passes
over into the valley
of the shadow below .
My Friend
I will look for you
when the moon chases the horizon.
I will look for you
deep in the shadowlands
of mist.
will we come together
over the shade of the wind ,
inside the shadows
of the shadows .
Goodnight my friend,
travel that wind into the mists,
cold and damp
and I will say my prayers .
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Beautiful heartfelt tribute.
Good to see you here again WL.
This piece really moved me.
WL,
Wow! A remarkable piece overflowing with love!
~Laura~
Long time no see. Your prayers will be answered. Miss your paint too.
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