The Quest
For years I sought the Many in the One,
I thought to find lost waves and broken rays,
The rainbow's faded colours in the sun--
The dawns and twilights of forgotten days.
But now I seek the One in every form,
Scorning no vision that a dewdrop holds,
The gentle Light that shines behind the storm,
The Dream that many a twilight hour enfolds.
Hello Theresa, Just stopping by to welcome you to Crone to the Bone. I see that CTTB is the first group you've joined on AOAND. Thank-you for your support and presence amongst us. I look forward to getting to know you and sharing the uniqueness that each of us has to share with one another. Metta, Jeanne
LeslieAnn Butler
Mar 23, 2009
The Ancient One
For years I sought the Many in the One,
I thought to find lost waves and broken rays,
The rainbow's faded colours in the sun--
The dawns and twilights of forgotten days.
But now I seek the One in every form,
Scorning no vision that a dewdrop holds,
The gentle Light that shines behind the storm,
The Dream that many a twilight hour enfolds.
- Eva Gore-Booth (1870-1926)
Jun 7, 2009
Jeanne
Jun 20, 2009