The beauty that arose out of the mist
took my breath away, I was taken
by surprise at the vivid colors of the
scene before me as the sun splashed
over all making it look surreal like a
gold tinged rainbow .
In the midst of the meadow a stream
so pristine you could drink from it, some
birds were doing so, as what looked like
pixies danced across the waters into a
bed of profuse wildflowers...
A blue bird with redbreast trilling a
lovely song hovered over my shoulder
just as a stunning white unicorn sauntered
up from behind me,and nuzzled my hair
I slowly turned my head to see it
Enthralled and overwhelmed, by the beauty
I firmly reached up to touch it behind me
whispering as I did so, it gave a gentle whinny
nudging me again and I knew to get ready
to mount for we'd travel together for awhile..
I sighed in unison with the serenity I'd found
Thanked all of the spirits chanting sounds
Unicorn knew it was time to stomp ground
all the rhythms of nature began to resound
I hopped on and we were celestial bound
over the rainbow
AS ALWAYS EILEEN, YOUR IMAGERY IS JUST ASTOUNDING! I LOVED THIS WORK THAT PICKED ME UP AND TOOK ME WITH IT...I SAW CLEARLY... AS WE GALLOPED...OVER THE RAINBOW. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS.
LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Indeed off you totter. but why is it that in so much text and films we see them when only maidens are supposed to see unicorns.
Keep with the stars and all the enchantments.
Eileen, you've hit a soft spot in this crusty old heart, unicorns -- my eldest granddaughter was fascinated by unicorns when a wee child --at one point in time when she was five or six, I asked her what her favorite animal was -- her reply, unicorns, still not realizing they were mythical, imaginary creatures -- now in her teens, we still get a good laugh when we talk about unicorns -- your poem is perfectly mystical and painted with a brush of great love and beauty -- I hope your ride is as fascinating as your wonderful poem my friend -- peace and love be always with you -- Jon Michael
Isn't it grand to have such fantastic sights going on in our heads!!! You describe something only a writer can see. It is vivid in color descriptions and I can hear the creatures of this area and feel the energy of the Unicorn. Nicely written ET I enjoyed this one..
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
You where in Ireland where you? is there still a piece of paradise on this earth, or had you kissed he Blarney Stone have ya now?
It just came to me, you where in Jersey with Ed, and you found his stash ha. lovely your words and surroundings indeed.
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 11, 2010
This is the Paradise we all seek, but few find while earthbound, Eileen. The descriptiveness of your words are outdone only by the loveliness of your thoughts and words . . .
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A beautiful and mystical gem was this poem. I adored it with a passion and sense of being a child again in a magical fairytale...
LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Love,
Susan
Have a great 2010 Eileen
With love,
Ron
Keep with the stars and all the enchantments.
Cheers,
Dan
Carole~
Well done!
EDvard, Ole Brother
(((HUGS))) and much love, and continuing prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Delightful journey of fantasy and dream - warming, spiritual, mythical...and you take me with you.
John
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
It just came to me, you where in Jersey with Ed, and you found his stash ha. lovely your words and surroundings indeed.
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
With Love,
Cindy