KEY SIX
(Sheaval, Barra)
To bring us home safe
She waits upon the hillside.
To bring us home safe –
Old roads straight worn
From loch to lochan.
The cry of seagulls
From the land
Lost in mists.
Bell.
Chalice.
Cloud.
Watcher.
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Posts Tagged ‘the numinous’
Fifth Key to the Green Kingdoms
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged ambience, ambient art, art, Barra, Fairy Kingdoms, flowers, hidden doorways, landscape, meadow, mountain, myth, Otherworlds, perception, Poetry, the numinous, Western Isles on March 29, 2014| 2 Comments »
KEY FIVE
(Beinn Sguraval, Barra)
Mountain wearing a cloak of flowers.
Grey door.
See in new ways:
Relax, allow your sight.
Where your attention flows,
There is a doorway.
Veils of rain
Thousand primroses
Wonderful!
Melt meanings,
Dissolve barriers.
Music is the ordering of silence.
See with your heart.
Nothing is hidden but in clear view.
You yourself are the key.
Third Key To The Green Kingdoms
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged ambient art, art, Barra, biophilia, doors, essence, folklore, guidance, history, Isles of the Blest, keys, Keys to the Green Kingdoms, landscape, mythic, Otherworld, Outer Hebrides, passages, Poetry, saints, Sidhe, soul healing, sunset, the dead, the numinous, Tir na n'Og, transformation, transition, travelling west on March 25, 2014| 4 Comments »
KEY THREE
(St. Brendan’s Chapel, Barra)
Nowhere nearer
The Isles of the Blest,
The dead gather together,
Warrior and child.
Coaxed by a hand of hills
The land launched
Into silver sunset ocean.
Go on, you can do it.
It will be alright,
Wonders await you…
The voyage into mystery
Stepping stones to heaven.
Eternal islands,
Eternal seas.
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The Keys To The Green Kingdoms
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged biophilia, Caledonian Forest, digital artworks, doors to Otherworlds, forests, Hebrides, Highlands, landscape, myth, noosphere, Poetry, Scotland, the numinous, Western Isles on March 23, 2014| 1 Comment »
KEY ONE
(forest of Caledon)
Green bed
Lie here safe.
Green heart
Rest here whole.
Green jewel
Rest here in light.
Over all and
Over Earth:
Completion.
Sufficient.
Wrapped in clouds
Held, not forgotten.
Endless is the mystery
Of life
Finding itself.
Sun and stars, even,
watch amazed.
Green heart of
All things.
the first of ten pieces attempting to encapsulate numinous landscapes of Scotland and the Western Isles. Landscapes that exist in memory, mind, folklore, as well as geographically. Access points to the Celtic (and pre-Celtic) Otherworlds. As a means to soul healing and the yearn of a return to an unreachable home
Japanese Symphony (3rd Movement)
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged art, dissolving, japan, Jindai shrines, loss, photography, Poetry, shrines, the numinous on May 24, 2013| 3 Comments »
3 The Undefined
between definitions
death turns us all
time-travellers,
hunting echoes
in edgeless canyons.
becoming poets
searching flavour:
the right words
for a gesture, a phrase,
a filling of empty spaces.
actions dissipate,
colours fail in their purpose.
the emptiness of hollowness
(a mimic, a clue, a joke,
of real emptiness
from which we come and go,
come and go).
a dream of reaching:
unable to find
our
own hands.
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