Image credit: Barandash Karandashich/

Image credit: Barandash Karandashich/

In tremulous moments
Between sleep and wakefulness
A voice shudders deep
Within my wondering ears
This is the year
This is the year

How long awaited
This embrace of serpent form
Wings battering cheeks
Soft, gentle and warm
So sublime
This is the time
This is the time

Arising from depths of sea
And shattering the sky
With glorious silver form
No need to wonder why
Or how
The time is now
The time is now

(c) Helen Valentina 2016

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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2 Responses to Arising

  1. It is time. Nice Helen.

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