There are echoes upon echoes In my garden. A place where I once brought down a Bridge of wishful starlight And burnt away old layers Of my heart-soul. The moon knew, Stopped us both, Told me to kiss you... Spun full cocoon glow Around us as earth grace. Four weekends together, Now and space. Planting seeds together, Walking the forest, Talking for days... How forever... Who the poet or the gardner, How the best parts so familiar. Light through ash, Direction, Silence in silence, Inflection, Of night heartful eyes Our inception, Angels or photons, Original reflection... #poetryofig❤ #stardestiny #soulpoetry #soulsexual #stardustpoetry #starseeds #poetryasmedicine #poetrydaily #poetryofmagick #poetryoflife #poetrycloud #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagramcommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryofangels #poetscafe #poetsandwriters #poetsandartists #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRzYvKStbyx/?utm_medium=tumblr
