Guardians & Goldenrod

I dream
Of guardians
In goldenrod armour

In countenance: fierce
But whose hearts
Have the gentleness
Of brushed cotton

Parallel Worlds

Travelling
I began to believe
In parallel worlds

Never did I suspect
So many realities
Could coexist

I am often reminded
Of the grandiosity
Nature embraces
The utter grace of it all

Grandiose nature
Makes me feel
Very, very
Small

From deep in the Earth
Driven by heat
Water bubbles up
Carrying the stuff of Earth

Depositing, Depositing, Depositing
On mounds and terraces
The beautiful stuff of Earth
Cools, solidifies, colours

I become attached
To what was
Replay it
Over and over

Wishing it
Each time
To be

Different

She flitters
Carrying thimblefuls
To the flames

Like a dancer
In a deadly waltz
With blackness

I seek the road
Which takes me higher
Up to where the magic lives

And there take in
All that is
Spread out into infinity

I love the way
A daylight moon
Reminds me

There are stars
Beyond blue sky
Uncountable stars

And planets circling
Most of them, and
Some with moons like ours

I stand still
Losing my balance
As the world falls away
Beneath my feet

Eroding, eroding, eroding
All which had supported me
Until I am perched
On a pinnacle

I love a city
Which allows itself
To seem small

So that its setting
In all its glory
Becomes the tale