Lady of the Lake

Czarny Staw Gasianicowy Lake, Poland

Her presence
Within the
Blue green
Fully alive
Lake

The Lady
Welcoming my
Spirit into
Her world
Into a
Wild and vast
Dimension

Wooing me
To Her
Waters edge
Wholly expecting
Water goddess
Ancient mermaid
To appear

Splashing ancient
Water
From Time’s
Beginning
On my
Sweaty face
On my
Art constructed
Forearms

I welcomed Her
Into the
Inner sanctum
Of my being

Wondering Her
Water’s edge
Loosing reality
For handfuls moment

Resting in
Small coved area
Gathering up
Small tokens
Rocks from
Her bossom
Sand from
Her Essence

Walking the cobblestone
From Her
Beloved side Ripping myself away
Traveling back

Transformed forever
Her Sirens song
Echoing within
The deep hollows
Of my
Renewing Sanctuary

Rick Ellsmore
5:08 AM
10.2.10
From Krakow, Poland

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