Owls and Orchids

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The sun’s golden orb slipped slowly from the sky

Down behind the far mountains

Shrouded in mist

Changing colour from white to yellow

Vibrant orange appeared like a painters brush

Swept across the skies

Only to change to a vermillion swirl

Deepening to violet

As the sun finally slipped behind the mountain

Leaving a glowing coronet around its head

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Sky chasing the sun

Hues blending together to form a deep dreamless dark

So dark it appears black and not blue

Such a wonderful calming hue

Yet on the far horizon a change is seen

A mellow gleam rises it seems from the ocean

Rising majestically

Its white gold hue with shades of gold

That appears there too

Marking the march of time

Until the hour finally arrives

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She slips quietly from her bed

Clothes hidden beneath the stairs

Gathered quickly she changes

Moving silently out the door

The evening rain had swollen the frame

And it squeals in protests at its stealthy close

She stops silently waiting as her heart beats loudly

But silence reigns inside the manse

Slippered feet are soon drenched

Yet her feet flee lightly over the grass

Heading for the welcoming shadow of the trees

Once deeply shaded a large black wolf

Materialises at her side

Smiling she places her hand caressingly on his head

A shimmer ripples around him

Standing there is a tall man, dark of hair

Gazing deeply into each other eyes

They embrace

A timeless love reconnected in forever

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As they break apart their fingertips barely touching

A shimmering warps the air around them

Standing in their place

The large black wolf and an ethereal white she wolf

Loping off together they join their pack

Racing silently through the night

At rest they lie side by side

His head on her shoulder

Her head resting lovingly on his

As dawn draws near they retrace their path

In deep shadow they wait for the last few moments

Moving slightly apart a simmering warps the air

Standing next to the large black wolf

The ethereal lady in white

Softly caressing his head

She turns and runs quickly back

Tears stream down her face as she reaches the house

As she gazes longing back to the woods

The sun just making its appearance in the heavens

She sees two golden eyes gleaming

As a mournful howl splits the air

Until the morrow whilst the full moon shines

She can visit her true love

And yearn for the turning of the moon

Til she is free to be with him once more.

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Blessings  Susan x

© Susan Jamieson 2014