Category: Mystical poetry

The Human Eye in Winter

Within the blood of life the love is colour: The lime-shine kiss of spring’s new fingers The rising sun, the heart of gold The mellow blaze as autumn lingers. And listens to the human eye in winter —- Dark path the seeming death that follows fall Pale exile when the tints have turned to bone A zero-state as life, slow-frozen, bares its truth: That … Read More The Human Eye in Winter

Only the Eye that Sees

Without the autumn I could not know the spring. The fulsome green, harmonic To elegance of death by colour, Made crisp by failing light. – Without the winter I could not know the summer’s Smile, written in the dance of life Zenith’d with burning Sun Born, frozen in the still of ice. – Without the spring I could not know the autumn’s Parting glory, … Read More Only the Eye that Sees

Wandering star

Nowhere to go nothing to do Only to be With the I That was you… Uig, Isle of Lewis 2Jun22

Rivers of the Sun

And did we dare, upon these rugged Yorkshire hills. To dream we could, then frame in would, then do… Life mirrored in the human word, embracing those who spoke it With commitment and with love That, flowing into what was seen up high, in heather heaven Became, like sparkling stream in winter, a promise. -;–;–;- Then, eight circles later of the Sun, you left … Read More Rivers of the Sun

Emergence

Heavy metal, thinly sailed, is cast Like toy, and dropped onto the stone. Hedges bend, bow and form New writhing shapes – grotesques – Their twisted tongues malforming names Of foolish men who thought to tame The wild and winds of Cumbria… ——– And yet, from this we do emerge In harsh, unruly tufts of grass And mud that drains off torrents passed. Bleached … Read More Emergence

Deathstination

©Stephen Tanham 2022 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

The Quiet Places

They live concealed within the ebb and flow of life recycled. That very nature is why they are so hard to find. The extraordinary hidden in plain sight… Their camouflage is the blindness caused by seeing what we saw, before, and not what is before us. A spell so strong, it takes our will to see it, differently. To reach into what seems to … Read More The Quiet Places

Potential of Tomorrow

Who knows which way-less-taken lies beyond the stile The openings of now, unnumbered, mapped in dew Unfamiliar potentials – whispers in the icy wind, Cry ‘untrod, unheard’ alone in wandering air Yet one of them, clear with rising light, will claim the right To be tomorrow… ©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of … Read More Potential of Tomorrow

Pale sun into a hallows pool descends

©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Blood, gold and silver

©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Into the Autumn

©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Fruit of the Giver

©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

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