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in this moonlit forest
midnight shimmers
through the misty boughs of old growth
as if star clusters dance the branches
above our high-mountain meadow
lake aglow like sterling satin
like a crystalline wonderland
this night holds deep and quiet
save a great white owl
echoing through the sparkling cedars
lover and beloved
we entwine
wrapped in a pre-dawn half-wake
a semi-lucid trance
be-dazzled by the spectacle
just outside our window
I hear myself whisper
how long have I been awake
is it morning
yet I do not want to know
I do not want to break this spell
but rather
to lie here in your arms
and fall again
into gentle slumber
to traverse with you
the time and space of dreams
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rob kistner © 2010
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Ah, the magic of nature under the light of a full moon. Well worth a sleepless night.
Rob,
Totally evokative as usual!
very nice indeed.
rel
Beautiful images set in a dreamy, romantic span;very poignant and evocative.Basked in its striking aura.
Dear Rob: This poem made me cry! It is so beautiful! “to traverse th space and time of dreams” so memorable. How very special your love which you share so willingly with all. Heart-felt reminder of the being in the moment so very important!
Nature as love.
I am totally hooked by the picture!
mystical dawn
Absolutely beautiful imagery. You capture the meditative state with nature perfectly. Well done!
~Mark
t’was so romantic, me, too, i would never want to be stirred in that deep slumber, lest i slipped off in that wonderful dream with him…
fantastic use of the prompt Rob!
Beautiful. Set in a place I’d love to see. Thank you for this.
this is gorgeous – love the phrase sterling satin!