People of the Sidhe

Softly waking to the dawn
Sun dappled and drowsy
Growing upward to the sun,
Reaching to embrace the searing sky
Joining the reckless wind in laughter,
Life giving birth to life giving birth
To stars and seas and silver mists,
Lying still in silent reverie
Bursting forth in savage energy
Constant movement, eternal stillness
Flashes of thought and brilliant color
Birthing, dying, singing
Rapture tempered by despair,
Growing quiet in the sun’s last glory
Looking outward to the stars.

©2019 Maggie Grimes