Guest guest Posted March 6, 2001 Report Share Posted March 6, 2001 the love song of merlyn nimue, beloved daughter of the watery moon how do i join you since you are there standing within the glimmering beams of the silvery moon singing beneath the glistening mirror of its shimmering orb dancing under the soaring arms of the last enchanted forest how do i, merlyn, join you since i am here weeping far above the blistering flames of the golden sun wailing over and upon the penetrating rays of its awesome glare travailing beyond the endless embrace of heaven and earth how do i play for you who are the heart of creation the sacred drum that pulses within verdant and fecund grasses that magic beating beneath roots of secret herbs and intoxicating flowers the silent back-beat driving love’s sappy potion through ancient sequoias how do i sing for you who are the wind, the breath of earth the crazy essence of mad birdsong at the setting of the first moon that incense of cedars caroling in frogs at the rising of the evenstar the aether that blows through constellations not yet seen or named how do i dance for you who are the way, dreamy heaven and earth the lust rushing up the steps of holy mountains that have not yet risen that greed crusading within the unsatiable heart of the noble white wolfe the desire pilgrimming from sacred into profane and fire into ice i, who am merlyn, how do i join you, nimue, since you are there playing, singing and dancing among the myriad ten thousand things i, who am that is, who is your lover, who is that beyond all creatures how do i join you, my beloved, since you are there and i am here travailing beyond the endless embrace of heaven and earth wailing over and upon the penetrating rays of its awesome glare weeping far above the blistering flames of the golden sun how…, do i join you, my beloved, how do we who are two become one why…., i must again, who am awake, to dream you once more into dream then, I, the Lover, dreaming of you, the Beloved, dreaming of We, of Us, as moonlight shine playing on water lapping its way to beat on the golden shore as moonglow dust wafting the midnight wings of crickets into a starry symphony as moonbeam silver dancing in the snow and upon icy peaks of blue mountains finally, we who are two, will dream as it was at the beginning and will be to the end. nimue, beloved sorceress of the silvery forest and the watery moon how does the favorite prince and sorcerer from beyond the sun love you…. as a misty dragonfly hovering over the sacred waters of the lady of the lake oh, my reader, this is the love song of the sorcerer merlyn to the sorceress nimue…, which one are you …? mark christopher valentine (march 5, 2001) Attachment: (image/jpeg) merlyn.jpg [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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