As Plato wrote: “The power of the good has taken refuge in the Beautiful.”
I see your faces within the sacred mist
women of the seven mountains
emerging through your veiled masks
your lovely smiling photographs
White clouds descended into treed tops
forests of beauty hung with shadow
Ghostly opaque beauty
Black fury assembled
the voice of heaven demanding silence
our stories tumble into this place
Honest and life changing
I am listening
I am Letting go of all illusory beliefs
that you and I are not enough
This magic moment holds us fully
Light breaking through in patches of holy wonder
all these doors into unlimited possibility
the darkness holds all these shades and shapes of mystery
I drive a thousand miles feeling the magnitude of what these days are
where we will all go from here is a matter of personal choosing
all I know is the world will never be the same for me
because you invited me into your circle
because you held me with so much love and grace
as I worked through the startling reality
of my unexpected resurrection
🎄
Amy Lloyd
life: acoustic & amplified 