CELINA's HAVEN FOR PEACE

Haven
by Celina


At home, I sit
At the side of the stream
In the moment of dawn,
Secret slot of no time
Where creatures move in amnesty

And I am one of them
Singing my song to the spring
Answered by myriad melodies
Of birds a breath away
Sipping from enchanted channel
Cool, clear crystal liquid

Pine marten moves in quiet time
He sees, I see, our eyes meet
In silent salutation
Respectful of each others rights
Recognised as brothers
Our discreet benevolence.

Melted within the magna
Is my soul
In rhythmic patterns of lichen Rock
Each one God, looking, listening
To each wish whispered in the quiet
Each cry over the peaks
Of the circling eagles

Bats begin to hover
To eaves above my berth
Sleepy frogs salute the sun
After their carousal
We say good night,
Good morning, anew
To the pulse of time