Spark in the Dark
Here I stand in the Dark
Feeling nothing wondering at life
I blink and gaze into the night
At shifting patterns of darks moving light
A spark begins a tiny flicker
Is this my eyes?
A trick of no light
No
A bit more of a flicker
Then a shimmer, a glimmer a glow of life
Then a twirl it’s getting bigger
As it grows in the night
Am I Seeing this?
Is it true?
A tiny ball of light in darkness swells
Now it’s the size of my eye
It’s spinning and glowing
A tear runs down my cheek
Now in the space between blinks
The spark is a doorway it beckons and winks
Oh my pounding heart
Do I dare to look?
Do I dare to jump through?
I reach out to touch the door
I feel the love and magic that weaves through by the score
I take the leap and jump through from night
Now as I stand in this most beautiful site
Tiny bells tinkle and ring through this place
13 sounds, all different as can be
Like nothing felt before
Then they ring 1at a time
12 tones of the earth her sounds and her call
The 13th tones its so different in pitch
Then I feel a shift and a mist
A bell rings its sweet magical pitch
A shadow appears from the mist
As she appears
My heart skips a beat
My excitement grows
I cannot speak
She reaches out with hands strong
Oh my dear we’ve waited so long for your return to these lands
We wait and we wait send sparks to the night
Praying and singing for our own to return home to sight
Let us look on your face
Your beauty abounds with this magical place
Come follow me to the grove of life
Where we begin with loving life
Into the mist my heart thundering strong
I blinked once and once again
Do my eyes deceive?
Shut them once and open again
Before me the most amazing expansive grove spread
Sanding strong and wise a sentinel of trees as high as the sky
They rose and rose to the light and higher still out of my sight
So old and wise they homed the owls
Even more as my eyes adjust
Sitting high above gently tinkling and glowing were thousands of tiny bells of light
Strung so delicate with gossamer strands webs and weaves as the dew drops expand.
Below the squirrels sat laughing with glee enjoying a chat with their Fairy Company
Then as my gaze drifted around
I see Ravens, Doves a flash of red announced the Robin’s flock more and more arrived with their calls
A caw ,a sigh, A quack , A cluck and a squawk
All sitting together in harmony welcoming me
Singing softly and loudly with wild glee
Sending my heart soaring with love and joy
My sight drifted to the colours below
The most magnificent flowers all jewelled with pearl drops of dew
Roses peonies and night shade hews
Comfrey Lavender giant hyssops and Irises nodding and greeting my tear filled sight
Filling my heart with more joy and delight
Then I felt her hand in mine twinkling and sparking with a magic so raw
I gazed once again on the woman from the mist who held my hand and opened this door
Welcome home her eyes were saying
Welcome home my sister we have waited so long
We are happy you heard and answered our song
Then as before out of the mist eight women appeared standing with love and open hearted awe
Crying with joy, laughing for the return of the lost for so long
I stood and watched not sure what was to be
I stood transfixed not wanting to move
Is this a dream soon to dissolve?
Then they encircled me in a deep embrace
Now we are here and our task unfolds
For this moment forward we rebuild our home
I felt their hug sand kisses so light
Avalon returns this very night
We sang and we danced weaving light and magic with the trees
Laughing and singing with the birds at ease
Weaving our joy in threads of light sending them to the tree tops high
Knowing this magic will always last calling to others near and far from her sight
I felt all the love in the magical grove that night
Now as i sit in the darkness of night
I see the bells and the grove the giant trees so high
Sharing the wisdom that needs to be told
Holding my sisters as the story unfolds
Now it begins there is no undoing the call
Avalon speaks through her hearts call
Do you see fairies with webs of light
Sparkles that dance in the darkest of night
Do you see raindrops and dewdrops of light
Glowing with images of another place or time
Fill your heart and open her door
Let your lotus bloom and glow even more
Bringing her magic into your world
Sharing and spreading her word and song
Now you have heard the call of the isle
There is no returning to the darkness of night
The sparks of the goddess burn forever bright
Donna Morgan 2018
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