At the heart of it all
Deep down at the crux
The stars spun and swirled
As the dance went on.
The greens and reds intertwined
Among the branches and roots,
Majestic trees partnered with
Holy clouds and shining waters.
Mountain tops lifted their peaks
To watch the sunset
Beside the roaring river.
And still we sat by the fire
Arm in arm, smile in smile,
Tickled by the universe.

Purple Tapestry (or Spiritual Nom Noms)
by BlackLion

Infinite starlight,
Infinite dreams,
Infinite sunshine,
Infinite joy.
If the hearth-fire stays warm,
Can I still come home again?
If I fall asleep in your arms,
Can I still remember?
Breathing is the most intimate act,
Can I relax now?
If the power to heal is within,
What can I live without?
What if the words I say,
Have more meaning when I am silent?
Do I have to stay tuned in,
If the news is old?
I remember now.
Like I always have.
The advice I receive,
Only matters if it jives!
Open your heart,
Let the sun beam out
And let your joy seep, steep, bubble, and boil.
And remember to spread your arms out wide,
Blow a big kiss to the universe,
And bow in thanks.

This is the path that no one thought.
We came together and no one knew,
Whether this will work or not.
But we all felt that this was true.

All, hand in hand, heart in heart.
We begin our journey on this day.
Joined forever from this start,
Our work with Gaea is the way.

Our energies engaging.
Our fires enraging.
Our hearts inflaming.
Our souls entwining.

Our destiny unfolding.
Our way emerging.
Our life undying.
Our Love empowering.

Blessed be to us all.

A Poem
by BlackLion

Double decker ice cream cone
With rainbow sprinkles
Way up in the top of my tree house
Why did you have to fall?

Everywhen
by Starcat and BlackLion

Inside the multi-faceted shimmering worlds,
Between the encircling orbs and the dancing waves
Tiny beings dance, with intricate weaving steps
Forever embracing their eternal partners’ sylvan hands
Velvet paw-pads step silently along the forest floor
Greeted by the mold boulder temples and hollow stump glades
Golden eyes flash, and an owl’s cry echoes through the night
Tantilizing turquoise trapezoids turn triumphantly towards the tree tops
Heroes and wizards step into their Once Upon A Time
While queens and witches dance to their quixotic charms
From this very moment, radiating outward, new worlds form
Love and truth and compassion, each taking their rightful places.