Phenomenal write, Detritus. Amazing work my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

very beautifully crafted 💕

Gratitude sounds in the words of eyes that see liminally on the day of the first harvest festival on the wheel of the year.

Sounds like you’re out at a lake at night. Nice

Thank you all for your kind words and support! I feel blessed to be part of this site.

Clay

Thank you both for reading and your comments! That morning truly was inspiring.

The atmosphere of this awesome poem is magical! Are you from Ireland, Detritus?

Thank you for the read and the comment, Sappho! I am from east coast usa, though, I do have some irish ancestry along with welsh and Italian.

There appears to be magic between each of your words: highlighting gently, holding safely, yet – finishing with a subtle flourish. Perhaps your ancestry dictates your broad imagination, sir.

People seem to think of ancestry as being branded on mind and spirit. But we are all individuals touched by where we go, who we meet, how life loves or brands us. Don’t we use what is at the core and then instinctively react?
Perhaps one has to slip into the distant future to find out?!