http://slow.writerscafe.org/SanguineScribe The original writings of author The Archon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775432471 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 By endless water,guided by the moonDark spirits descendUpon my soul they do alightMystery beckoningAnd burdens me so, burdens me soDragging me down beneath the wavesRevealing secrets Long lost from the ancientsThis pain upon my heartWisdom and power eternalAs winter's first fallen sno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SanguineScribe/1582597/ Peaceful steps beneath the treesMore than sound or scent of breezeWind swoops down beneath my wingsLifts my spirit as the foliage singsMorning sun and thriving lifeFar from restless fighting strifeExpelling fear, that borne of nightStrung afar by ceaseless mightInstilling tones within.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SanguineScribe/1562489/ Swirling clouds of blackMirror my state of beingOnce more this feeling of deathOnce more this deathly plightOh but to plunge the depthsOf sadness, sorrow and griefIf only, to meet my inner darknessFace to FaceSee through my own delusionAnd know my night is not merely enduredTill morning's soft light.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SanguineScribe/1554160/ I went deep into the forestAsked of the treesWhat should I learn? How should I grow?They answered with fluttering leavesI climbed the heights of mountainsInquired of their majestyWhat must I do to be consistent and patient?They stared back at me with piercing stoneI dove deep into the flowing riverP.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SanguineScribe/1550744/ Oh Cosmic embraceHow sweet to surrender untoYour infinite wisdomAs evening rain upon parched groundYour essence revitalizesThe SoulSwirling Starlight singingI sitIn awe ofListeningFeelingThis Awareness, bathed in celestial beauty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SanguineScribe/1548133/ A cool glass of water on a hot dayA gaze at the moon on a spring nightAll that is, in its becoming, is withinAt one look inside, I realizeI am nothingNothing is all there ever is, as every momentEver present within the seas of time, ever flowingOne look inside and I see everything that ever could be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SanguineScribe/1210751/