Poem - Silver Dew

The poem Silver Dew has had a minor rewrite after some help from Terry and Helen at The Indian King Arts Centre, Camelford, Cornwall :-

Silver Dew

A giant stag, a sandy road
I follow them - an open gate
Gold flowers in a golden bowl
There's only one more step to take

A golden bar moves into sight
unstoppable in this terrain
Six-petalled flowers multiply
A golden pattern on a plane

A crystal window up above
Which opens onto pristine sky
I see one tree, a fertile palm
Its fronds like open arms on high

No clouds above it, just the sky
An emerald, shading into blue
From source unseen, a healing rain
This softly falling silver dew

Mystical Poems

Mystical Poems

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