Photo by Lori Lake
 

The following are excerpts from the book "A Poetic Labyrinth," a tale written in poetic verse by Lori Lake.

 

 

Lake Wind

 

Lake wind,
That which calls to me,
Whom I absorb through every breath.
Your scent of home,
Of origins,
The link of lives
Which transcends death.

 

You pull me to
The lake of dreams,
Collective unconscious,
An astral womb;
Entrancing me with rhythmic ways,
Here beneath
The mystic Moon.


 

Links to those of long ago.
Wisdom rides
On rippling waves.
Ancient ones
Still dreaming dreams,
Connecting
Through entwining ways.


 

Where do I end
And you begin?
I walk into the lake’s embrace.
She cradles me
As I entrain.
It’s she who sees
From behind my face. ~

                                 

                                   Copyright 2007 -Lori Lake 

              

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Unnatural Rhythms

 

 

Upon the wings of intellect
Which soar across the left side sky,
So high above the heart of Earth
It does not seek to unify.

 

To increase productivity,
Unnatural rhythms we direct;
Its motion churns relentlessly,
Upon its speed we disconnect.

 

Forgotten rhythms of the Moon,
And seasons with their solstices.
Nature’s cycles once in tune,
Ignored with no condolences.

 

The sound of nature’s wind and sea;
The heartbeat of the Earth denied.
Lost organic rhythms be,
For now we can’t identify.

 

Find the time to re-connect
Through open heart & quiet mind.
Organic rhythms re-attune,
A harmony that you may find. ~

                                     

                                       Copyright 2007 -Lori Lake

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Full Moon


 

She finds me in the ancient night,
Wading along the water’s edge,
Receptive shore draped in dreams.

 

 

My bare feet slide within beds of clay,
Toes tracing circles,
A cool, soft womb that holds the water.

 

 

I find Her in reflections,
Shining,
Spiral dancing upon the water.

 

 

Gazing from a night sky
She is luminous, round like a mother,
Pregnant with possibilities.

 

 

Her infinite beauty takes my breath away.
I fill with Moonlight,
Starry sight & magic.

 

 

Manifesting dreams,
A cone rising
Like balloons.

 

 

My pores,
Little sponges,
Open wide like a mouth,

 

 

Feeding on Moonbeams,
Absorbing her energy,
Attuning.

 

 

She and I become one,
Primordial,
Ancient and new,

 

 

Forever dancing,
Here among the elements
In a midnight sky. ~

                                   

                                     Copyright 2007 -Lori Lake

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