Friday, August 29, 2014
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Monday, August 25, 2014
In my dream I carved my beloved from a stone of marble.
With each strike of my mallet as pieces of stone fell
I saw a past life where we had loved.
As I carved I could hear her laughter and song coming from the stone.
To the image I danced the sculptor's sacred dance and chanted
the dreamer’s prayer of love.
In love with an idea carved from my desires,
I watched as angels came to awaken the soul of my statue.
I kissed her and felt the soft moist lips of my dream come to life.
And we danced the sacred dance of an eternal love.
When I awoke, I was but a small stone in the palm of a woman’s hand,
as her thoughts reflected on an eternal love of a man
that loved her so passionately.
~ Casey ~