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Star Child in WinterCarefully, I step on the white dusted grass.
The frozen evening dew moistens me.
It is cold – I do not feel it.
Only the silence of the night is all around me.

My hair becomes entangled in an icy wind.
So that I fear to be blown away.
I reach out for the branch of a tree
To seek help and protection.

In front of me I can see the forest in awesome loftiness.
The trees welcome me.
Finally I arrive at the spot I am heading to –
The clearing – a spiritual place.

I stop in the middle of this circle –
Symbol of eternity, image of perfection.
I wait and only my breath can be heard.
Time seems to stand still.

Then, at last – the cloud

A Magic Night of Sorrow and Hope

I feel that something in the wood is other than usual.
There is a happy mood that is mysterious at the same time.
The senses are sharpened.

Like from afar I mean to hear the music of elves.
The songs they are singing are merry and joyous.
Songs that echo through the night that will not become dark.
Songs, penetrating deep into my soul.
That let me forget this world and make me dreaming.

But beyond all high mountains, under oaks and beeches dense.
There, where the moss has a sappy green and
The light breaks through the foliage,
Lies a pool deeply hidden, legendary and mythical,
Carries a whispering secret, conceals its power in the

My Old Friend

I just wanted to see you again, my old friend of childhood days.
I had so many things to say to you
And knew that you would understand me.
Already as a little girl I visited you
With all my problems.
I felt safe with you
And all grief flew away.
When I was weeping in your arm,
You have caressed my hair
With your green leaves,
My old friend.

Today you fell!
I came too late.
You will never sway in the wind again.
You have to lie chopped by the wayside.
Some passers-by do not respect the rest of life
And tear at your green boughs
Which bend to the earth, dying.
Who will give me the peace now
That I found in your shade

Night in the Autumnal Wood

Slowly the sun is setting in the distance,
In the sky already the first stars are twinkling.

The river is shimmering like a silver band.
Peace invades the whole land.

Full and round the moon illumines the earth,
So that it will finally become night again.

But in the middle of the wood –
There is a clearing fair –
An elf is sitting under the trees –
Lost in musing –
I was sunk in better times.

Silent, timeless -
One with nature –
Moonlight in the autumnal wood.
Leaves glisten softly,
Music strikes up
Beautiful like starlight.

The whisper of the worlds,
The glances of magic,
And the eternity of elves

The Old Oaken TreeI have sat in your shade and have been dreaming.
Often I have forgotten the time.
Into your bark I have sobbed.
Underneath your roof of leaves I have sought shelter.
My grief, my joy I have told you.
A feeling of safety I have found here.

You are still there - changed - like me ...
After so many years.
You have stood your ground.
I have found a home, a place to strike root.
We share our life at the little creek.
Hardly I can grasp it or word my joy.

The power, peace and silence that surround you
I have already loved as a child.
And when I climbed up your branches and hurt you -
Please forgive me, the ignorant child.
That what I loved to ha

Black Bird of Winter NightSnow-covered are the fir-trees,
Breaking under the weight.
Fogs are spinning and spreading
Along paths and ravines.

Snowflakes fall softly like in a dream -
I wander silent through the limitless space.
And far away, world and time sink with me
Into the great white solitude.

In the evening, smooth dark wings
Spread gently blessing
Over all hills and forests
The comforting night.

Black bird of night,
My glance strikes you.
Far, immense far,
You are flying and you never come back.

Time stands still when I see you.
Gently the clouds pass by.
When day goes to rest
Then I want to flee with you.

Away, lost in the night,
Accompan

A Tale of Elves and Fairies

At a time, when humans still believed in faeries and elves, they possessed power. A power of which they were not conscious. They created what they thought and only by their will-power the fabulous creatures of their fantasies came to life. So it happened that the lonely dark woods were suddenly populated by gentle wood spirits. Delicate elves, dainty nymphs, graceful little fairies swinging themselves from branch to branch left sparkling stardust on their ways. A wonderful mystical world was arisen und its habitants were just waiting for assisting humanity. Those who were desperate and sad could call them and they always came to help. Then it

Some Time in InfinityBut I know there is another world
Some time in infinity.
Some time I will meet you again,
In the light dwelling of continuity.

I lay at the creek and think of you,
Not far from me you are standing.
The water is quiet,
Your leaves do not rustle,
Silenced in my heart as well
Every day's pain neverending.

You give me strength,
You comfort me,
Also in the greatest need.

My thanks are yours,
My good friend, my tree,
Forever,
Never I would like to miss you.

You are the ashes,
Burnt in many dreams.
But from your ashes,
The diamond is forming itself.

I hold a diamond into the starlight,
Move myself to its radiance.
How the ligh

Nocturnal Woods

I see the sky, the moon and the earth -
Dreaming, meditating.
It is the air, the fields and the woods ...
Starlit is the night.
My soul relaxes
And floats through the silence.

Second! Stand still and stay!
You are just so wonderful!
Let all the others move on,
Drops in the sea of time -
Past.

The wood does not hear the waves,
But the trees know my silent song.
Leaves are touched by the moonlight.
Stricken by the silvery wonder,
My heart sees the truth of existence.

The Birth of a New LightThe days are cold, the nights grow dark.
The garden has now turned grey.
The icy chill is freezing lake as well as bark.
The first snow has fallen earlier today.

The days are grey, the nights are long.
The garden has now turned white.
But from afar I hear a song
And see a wonderous light.

Up in the winter's dark night-skies
I see a bright new shining star
And in the air a great song lies.
The light seems not so far.

The night - it is the Christmas night -
It has come round now at last.
It turns all the darkness bright.
It gives the world a joyous sight.
It strikes for me a newborn light,
Embraces me with all its might
Before

Elven HopeI have a dream
Of another world
Where no-one resembles the other.
But where all are one
In a world of diversity
That plants every flower at the right spot.

I dream of a world
Where hate is unknown
Either among individuals or the great nations.
There is only the appreciation of the others' life
At all their places.

I dream of a great sign
That will re-unite in joy
All once scattered.
Brother will not be angry with brother anymore
And everybody understands
That living is now the new dimension.

I see a new world
Where shining light nets
Spread like a shield across the Earth
From east to west and from south to north.

I dream

FriendshipFriendship means to give,
But also to take -
Solidarity in joy and sorrow.

Friendship gives hope
And grants happiness as well -
It is assistance in times of loneliness.

Friendship must grow,
You have to cultivate it -
By frankness and honesty.

Friendship means to love
And to be loved -
It depends on mutuality.

Friendship demands
Understanding for the other -
Despite his weak points and fallability.

Friendship does not live on advantage
But on feelings -
On the same thoughts at the same time.

Friendship must hear,
Friendship must see -
The other's happiness, expectation and grief.

To open yourself for the other, to talk to him,
To be r

Finding Yourself

Give your soul the calm which it needs
To make itself audible
Because the voice of your soul is gentle
And its power can only flourish in silence.

Only then your soul will fill you with life
And you will be so like you really are.
You are you!
Never in your life you will be someone else.
Thus accept yourself as the one whom you are
Because you have to spent your whole life with you.

The velvety Dress of NightWhen night
Raises her velvety dress
And wraps me up
In merciful darkness
All my ways guide me
Back to myself.

Through the vale of despair
Lead my paths
To the forests of mourn -
Guide me to a lake
Fed from my tears.

The trees whisper of past times
Of happiness and sorrow,
Whisper with a voice of yearning
Of dreams and wishes.

The wind brings me tidings
Of those who left
Whose dreams haunt me
Every night.

Silent voices tell of ties
Knotted by magic power -
Inseparable.
Whisper questions
That move my heart.

When night
Raises her velvety dress
And wraps me up.

Dream of an Elf

There, where the moon shines on the moss,
Where everything radiates in silver and gold,
Where elves and fairies walk hand in hand -
There is my home.

Where the air smells of trees
And where the greatest secret of my heart lies
Is the place I feel like home.

There, where everyone believes in the good
And where inner values still count.
Where all beings are accepted -
There is in the dark light of the night
The bright moon with magical force and soft shine.

Under the protection of the breathing power of the woods
The forest grants me tranquility and deep spiritual peace.
In the origin of my existence I experience
The connection o

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End of Harmony

They live among us all
But you do not notice
Your memories fade
But they are still there.

A better time.
It dates further back –
There, both peoples found
Their happiness in peace.
They lived in harmony
With themselves and with nature.

But soon the tranquillity was gone –
There was a great uproar!
A war should come,
Power was at stake.
Blood should flow –
A crushing battle.

In this beautiful life mourn was rising.
A shadow was cast over both folks.
The elves had to flee, fighting desperate and hard.
All died in the battle, no-one could help them.

One of them could escape
But when she saw the dying elves
She started to si

Autumn Evening

On the earth night and darkness,
Dreary the lea and barren the wood.
On high starry light sparkling
Like a blessed heaven's day.

Do you lament for the falling leaves?
Let the foliage to the storm of the night!
Earth may lie dark,
On high a light is kindled!

Look only to the starry meads:
Always new star groups
Your amazed eye will see,
Golden light and marvellous.

Astonished you stand – light stars
Also in your pure soul,
In the near, in the far
You perceive them joyfully.

Do you mourn for the falling leaves?
Let the foliage to the storm of the night!
Earth may lie dark;
Enough light is kindled!

Yearning for the Stars

For a long time – mostly 'always' –
It is there …. the yearning
For the infinite distance
In the depth of the night.

It makes often sad and let
My glance raise
Far upwards
To the stars in the sky.

But where is the feeling of the unity,
The connection with everyone.
It is so far and not here any longer,
Doubts and fear come up.

The yearning for the stars –
It is growing.
But I open my heart and let in
The love for everything that is.

Then, the yearning will stop
To trouble me.
I will find again
What I thought to have lost.

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Hymn to the Moon

by *Malintra-Shadowmoon, Jan 8, 2013, 12:36:19 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

In the hours of your brilliance
Dark soul's child is dying.
You cause new visions -
The sad eye becomes blind.

Moon, mirror of the sun in the darkness!

Kisses are easily shed
In your protective refuge.
Caressed by Venus' whisper
Prohibited barriers yield.

Moon, celestial crown!

Illuminator of the star map,
You show the way to the lost.
Those who seek shelter in the bright light
Cower at the wooden bridge.

Moon, watch-tower of deliverance!

Underneath your canopy
All earth-creatures are sleeping.
In your lap you gently rock
Germinating traces of life.

Moon, bearer of life,
Executor of time,
Galactical guardian!

Moon, patron of love,
White swan of the night,
Banner of light!

Moon, cosmic dust,
Keeper of the star gate,
God of midnight!

Hymn to the Moonby *Malintra-Shadowmoon

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

All the different facettes the moon can be looked at and everything attributed to the moon.

Critique by ~NotenSMSK Mar 14, 2013, 5:22:28 AM

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with my critique on this piece. This is quite an amazing piece. The title did give me a hint of what it might be and I was not disappointed.

The different aspects of the moon - different perspectives from which it can be taken. Although the perspectives that you have chosen are more on the positive side, I am still happy with the ideas and rather discussing the positive aspects suits it. The meter was surprisingly somewhat maintained which is something new. I really liked it. The feel again was quite magical - there were many expressions which did feel like out of some old mystic work.

There was although a little hindrance in reading for me. I had to reread many portions to be able to understand them like the first stanza second line still leaves me perplexed over its meaning rather the last line of it as well. The "sad eye becomes blind" does not give me much of a meaning. That said, the rest of the work was deep as well and perhaps others may be able to deduce something from these words so all is well.

Over all a fine work which I found slightly difficult to understand at places.

What do you think?

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