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Stevie Turner interviews Cynthia Morgan

Fellow Creativia Author Stevie Turner recently asked me 20 Questions, which I enjoyed answering Thoroughly. Thank You Stevie[image error]

Lit World Interviews

I am pleased that Cynthia Morgan, one of my fellow Creativia authors, has agreed to answer 20 of my questions. Cynthia A. Morgan is the creator of the mythical realm of Jyndari and author of the epic fantasy, “Dark Fey: The Reviled”, Book One of the Dark Fey Triology.  “The Reviled” draws the reader into a mystical realm of primordial forests, magic and the lives of Light-loving and Darkness-revering Feykind.  Not to be confused with pixies or “Tinkerbell” type fairies, the feyfolk of Jyndari are winged beings the size of any human who live in a realm where tradition, magic, and spirituality are fundamentals of everyday life.

Reviews of Dark Fey continue to earn 5 stars by lovers of fantasy as well as readers who do not typically enjoy that genre.  Compared to a fantasy version of a play by Shakespeare, “Dark Fey The Reviled” is a brutally beautiful story…

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Wordless Wednesday – In the Delicate Light

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Beautiful Photography by:   Vuoden luontokuva, Jacky Parker, via Flickr and at wallpaperup.com and pixdaus.com.   Credit Gratefully acknowledged to these amazing Photographers.  Thank You 

Filed under: Wordless Wednesday Tagged: Beautiful Earth, Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth_Pics, Light, Nature, photography, Shadows, Subdued Light, ~Morgan~

Wordless Wednesday – In the Hushed Moments

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Beautiful Photography by: Tammy Schild,  terreinconnue, tonybill, Nuniez Nuniez,  and Kuvaaja Markku Konkkola via Flickr.  Credit Gratefully acknowledged to these amazing Photographers.  Thank You

Filed under: Wordless Wednesday Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth_Pics, Light, Nature, photography, Subdued Light, ~Morgan~

Reassurance

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Reassurance Speaks

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In the Sweet Silence that comes

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When we are Quiet

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After a rather challenging past week, I found myself doubting and worrying, wondering if the course I have chosen is indeed the Right one.  I tried not to whine, but said a few purposeful Thank You’s and then left my concerns in Good Hands.  Over the past two days and still today, as I peruse the Reader, YOUR words have re-filled me with Inspiration; the Spirit of Hope has spoken through my deliberate hush and Reassurance has been speaking so Loudly, I had to share this Gentle Reminder.

Just like when we were children and our parents said to us: If you ever become Lost, just sit down and wait:  We (Love) Will Find You.

~Blessings my Friends….and Thank You!~

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Beautiful Photograph found on indulgy.com.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You!

Filed under: Musings on Heaven, Poetry Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Faith, Haiku, Hope, Inspiration, Nature, photography, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, spirituality, ~Morgan~

Wordless Wednesday – In the Soft Hours

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Beautiful Photography by:  jeremy segura, Rob Scamp,  Jürgen Baumann, Lisa Karloo and Hendrik Schalekamp via Flickr.  Credit Gratefully acknowledged to these amazing Photographers.  Thank You

Filed under: Wordless Wednesday Tagged: Beautiful Earth, Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth_Pics, Light, Nature, photography, Shadows, Subdued Light, ~Morgan~

The Caress of Silence – Haiku

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Wake in the Darkness

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Silence Caressing the Soul

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Warm in Your Embrace

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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You.

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Caress, Embrace, Haiku, Love, Night, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, Silence, ~Morgan~

The Oceans’ Shore

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Walk along the ocean shore. Listen to the rhapsody of sound. The restless surging of waves, the tireless whisper of the breeze. Feel the gentle caress of salt-sea air brushing its fingers through your hair, blushing your cheek, enwrapping you in that place entirely.

Listen to the cries of the terns, winging overhead upon the boundless open sky. Watch as the breakers roll and rush, building in majestically deliberate measure until their passion unfurls upon the shore with fervor and vigor. But long this ardor is not meant to be, for just as inexorably, the tide shall turn and ebb once more, withdrawing back from whence it came until the touch of the sea upon the shore is tender and relaxed, quiet and peaceful.

This beauty that reaches into the soul; these sounds that, somehow, reconnect us with a time now long forgotten, and this relentless waxing and waning has ever made me sit in awe-struck wonder, pondering mysteries beyond my comprehension. For are not these rhythms, these harmonies, these moments of passion and fury, as well as these moments of serenity and calm akin to the nature that struggles within me? The gentle whispers of Spirit and the brusque volubility of the form, the flesh, that converse together ceaselessly, that commune and coexist, yet seem to ever be at odds. For while one reaches for that which is nearly unattainable, the other grasps at the fleeting and transitory, both wanting more, both yearning for harmony and unity, both speaking in tones I neither hear nor comprehend.

Yet, should it not be that these two voices, these twain that are, indeed, united every day I draw breath, speak of harmony to me? Why should they argue? Why should they intemperate be, when they are merged and sing in me? Should not they, then, proclaim their love with unabashed tones, begging to be heard, longing to be understood? Does one not dictate the delicate, loving boundaries for the other, creating an inexpressibly beautiful periphery where they tenderly unite?

If both were created by the same loving Hand that formed the harmonious ocean itself, why, then, should they live inside of me eternally at odds? Could they not speak of the restless ocean of emotion, passion, desire, dreams, and aspiration to touch the Beautifully Divine that dwells deep within each heart, each soul? Living and breathing in melodic concert, like the waves, the sun, the sand, terns and salt-sea air that breathe and sigh together upon the Ocean Shore? Eternally bonded, yet ever separate; locked in an endless struggle and embracing forever; one simply cannot exist without the other.

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Beautiful Photograph found at: exotichikes.blogspot.com

Filed under: Just Me Musing, Musings on Heaven Tagged: Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Coexist, Harmony, Inspiration, life, Nature, relationships, spirituality, The Ocean, ~Morgan~

Shivering Warmth

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In the Lush silhouette of shadows

 

Beneath the Hush of eventide

 

Cradled by Your Strength

 

Surrounded by Your Gentleness

 

Lost in the Realm of Your Touch

 

Lingering in the candlelight

 

Breathless Quiet

 

Shivering Warmth

 

In the Delicate Indigo of Night

 

Enwrapped in this Ingenuous Sensation

 

This Tender Embrace Spinning our every sense

 

As Time Pauses to Listen

 

While we Sigh

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Beautiful Original Artwork:  John T. Williams – The Embrace

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Embrace, Love, Love Poetry, Night, passion, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, Soul Mates, ~Morgan~

One Breath, One Beat

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Impose upon my Heart

Thy Love’s Command,

For I will more Willingly Obey

Than Draw my next Breath.

From Thee Alone does my Love and Life extend,

And if I cannot Breathe Thee,

I would choose to Breathe

Not At All.

Compel my Heart to Pound

For Thee Alone, My Love,

For it would more Ardently Keep

Temperate Time with Thine,

Than Beat a single measure Unaided by Thy Fervor;

And if I cannot Touch Thy Heart,

I would choose for mine to Beat

Not At All.

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Photography found at : http://www.intent.com

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Breath, Longing, Love, Love Poetry, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, Soul Mates, ~Morgan~

Melodious Rhyme

(Please enhance the poem by listening to the music while reading.)

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Words Spun through willowy Time

Echoing,

Enchanting

In Harmonious Rhyme

Song Sung in the Birth of Breath

Melody Woven

In Life

In Death

Tranquility Dancing in each phrase

Ancient Whispers of Forgotten Praise

Breathe in Me

Most Melodious Rhyme

Spin Your Magic

Like Symphony Sublime

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Delicate Touch of Unspoken Love

Echoing

Enchanting

From the Blissful Cosmos Above

Tapestry of poetic Calm

In Dapples of Light

In the Deep Breathless Balm

Patience Bending upon the Wing

Peaceful Unity Longing to Bring

Breathe in Me

O Most Melodious Rhyme

Weave your Serenity

A Masterpiece, Sublime!

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Sing Sweet Spirit

Touch my Heart

Wake my Mind

Sing in Me

So I Sing in Kind!

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Beautiful Original Music: ( Lisa Gerrard & Patrick Cassidy – Elegy )

Filed under: Music and Muse, Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Harmony, Love, Music, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, spirituality, time, Tranquility, Unity, ~Morgan~