thanks for the deep hearted share and a window into the love and the man who was your love. I am also a plant person, long time medicine maker, caresser of the earth and story teller of the wild ones and know the deep beauty that is the flower world and how it holds us in its belonging. its good to hear of the others out there.
Your text has deeply moved my heart Charlotte. I still find very difficult to believe that Mark is not any longer walking on this material world... but something inside me tells me that his extraordinary energy exists somewhere, and will exist forever...
There is not a single day that he does not come to my mind and thoughts, and it has always been like that since the last day I saw him, 29 years ago, in that little hotel room in Mexico City.
Thanks for sharing your feelings on the occasion of the first anniversary of his departure. May our beloved and unforgettable Mark rest in great peace forever.
thanks for the deep hearted share and a window into the love and the man who was your love. I am also a plant person, long time medicine maker, caresser of the earth and story teller of the wild ones and know the deep beauty that is the flower world and how it holds us in its belonging. its good to hear of the others out there.
Tenderises my heart to read this absence-and-presence. Your courage too. x
your writing speaks deep into my heart...thank you for this and all you shared. your way with words will haunt me today
That poem was amazing to read out loud. Thank you.
Thanks Lois. I used to love performing this one too!
Your text has deeply moved my heart Charlotte. I still find very difficult to believe that Mark is not any longer walking on this material world... but something inside me tells me that his extraordinary energy exists somewhere, and will exist forever...
There is not a single day that he does not come to my mind and thoughts, and it has always been like that since the last day I saw him, 29 years ago, in that little hotel room in Mexico City.
Thanks for sharing your feelings on the occasion of the first anniversary of his departure. May our beloved and unforgettable Mark rest in great peace forever.
Gracias Alberto! Hope all is well with you. Sending best spring wishes from England, Abrazos, Charlotte
This is a very good poem.
*I remember vividly the first time I met Pan, not just a distant hoof or sense of presence but full tear drenched ecstatic awe.
Thank you for the reminder.
Such tender writing and a poem not to be forgotten, it is a privilege to read them
Deep bow…
Colour of moonlight when the money runs out... going to be there for April when she lifts her head one fine poem again.