Cynthia A. Morgan's Blog, page 319

Sing Softly O My Soul

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Sing Softly Oh my Sighing Soul,

Though Tempests Howl and Round you Blow,

Tossed upon the Thrashing Sea,

Sing Softly in the Vast Beauty,

Through the Raging Waters of Fear,

Past the Mammoth Monster’s Leer,

Sing Softly in the Silence, Still,

Sing when the Demon’s Cry is Shrill,

Above the Dashing, Chaffing Brine,

Sing Softly My Soul, O Loving Shrine,

Beyond the Mortal Fear and Hate,

Never Shrinking at Hell’s Gate,

Sing Softly Oh my Sighing Soul,

Though the Tempests round may, Ever, Blow.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Igor Zenin

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In a Sigh

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The Warm Blush of Light

Kisses my forehead,

Sings in my Spirit

A New Song,

A Bright Song;

The Soft Rush of Twilight

Caresses my Cheek,

Whispers to my Heart

A Lullaby,

A Sweet Soft Sigh;

The Tender Hush of Night

Soothes my Every Dread

Though I barely Hear It,

With a Soft Song,

With a Lush Song;

As the Shimmer of Renewing Light

Kisses my Cheek,

Speaks to my Heart,

“Be” and “Try”

In a Sweet Soft Sigh!

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~Morgan~

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Friday Fantasy – A Night at the Temple

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Under the protection of myriad lighted torches, which lined the main thoroughfare leading to The Temple, a steady stream of villagers soon began to approach from the forest depths where they made their homes, following the direction of a hand delivered invitation to dine and celebrate with the Healers, Temple Guardians and The Elders. Such a summons was not to be ignored, regardless of how exceptional such a happenstance might be or the brisk temperatures of early winter, and nearly every member of Hwyndarin turned out in their finest regalia, progressing with unconcealed curiosity along the brightly lighted way as the early winter sun slipped beyond the sill of the world. A crisp evening breeze swept over the vast congregation, hastening their otherwise leisurely pace, as the warmth and glimmering crystalline light of The Temple beckoned.

The immense complex was off limits to all but the most fortunate, or to those who came to the ancient halls to increase their spiritual understanding or their physical health, yet most inhabitants of Hwyndarin had never stepped within the glimmering golden portals and many would spend their entire lifespan without ever even glimpsing the sanctuary, healing wards or schools of learning inside the surrounding fortified walls. Yet now, as the extended family of Fey drew together and filed through the massive gates in couplets and triplets, a palpable hush descended. Above them, from towering spires and parapets, a bright, clear, exuberant fanfare of horns rang out, welcoming all and echoing into the gathering darkness as if to chase it back into the forest depths by the sheer joy of its harmonious sounds.

As the crowds of curious Fey gathered into the Temple and were ushered by hovering guides upon golden wings into a vast chamber encircled by immense pillars of marble and gold, and shielded from the gales of winter by broad windows of multicoloured glass, musicians who were awaiting their arrival upon a small dais in one corner of the room began playing. Large flutes intricately carved of rich-toned woods, silken-stringed lutes that sang as the sweetest birds, deep drums and handheld circles of shimmering bells accompanied two players of the magical, mystical Hundarin. An instrument created by and for The Fey of the Light, the Hundarin reflected in musical tones the mood and emotion of the musician, who, through a great deal of application, could learn to control the music created and even direct its sounds. As the festively decorated hall filled with the soft sounds of this ethereal music, neighbors and friends found seats at long tables, or milled about in small groups, or stood in doorways quietly whispering, or watched the musicians playing, or strode about the chamber marveling at the artistry and workmanship of the architecture and stone work, all awaiting the mystery of what the night held in store.

The Chamber of Jollity sparkled in the light of candles, torches and frosted lanterns of colored glass; reflections shimmering from the polished marble floors and the many golden statues and tablets containing ancient inscriptions that lined the hall.  Amidst this dancing light, the Fey of Hwyndarin sat at long tables set with a feast, laden with baskets of breads and succulent Autumn fruits, platters of steaming vegetables fresh-picked from winter gardens, crockery filled with hearty grains and energizing seeds cooked to perfection with dried fruits and nuts, goblets of fortifying wine and flagons of mead, and fragrant herbs and oils to compliment all.  Laughter and music cascaded and echoed through the circular chamber like the tumbling, ‘plashing waters of Veryn Falls and the chattering of Fey, like swarms of contented bees, hummed unceasingly.

***An excerpt from Dark Fey:  Standing in Shadows****

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Kazumasa Uchio

Filed under: Dark Fey, Friday Fantasy Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Dark Fey, Fairy Realm, Fantasy, Fantasy Realm, Free Preview, Free Read, Magic, Teaser, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – The Darkness

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Rush of Wings

 

And Silent Things

 

All the Shivers Darkness Brings

 

Rush of Night

 

Intrusive Sight

 

Beyond the Mystic Candlelight

 

Rush of Fear

 

O the things we Hear

 

In the Mid of Night, So Drear!

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~Morgan~

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A Thousand Shades

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Verdant Hush

 

Crisp and Lush

 

Delicate and Bold

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Emeraldine of Olde

 

Silken Jaden Hue

 

Viridian Bliss, Almost True

Blessing of Living Green

 

A Thousand Shades to be Felt and Seen

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~Morgan~

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An Irish Blessing

A Twinkle of Magic

A Sparkle of Glee

A Touch o’ Inspiration

To Set your Thoughts Free!

(That bit was made up by me!

~ Happy St. Patrick’s Day ~

~Morgan~

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Lush Emeraldine

Beyond the Chasm of Earthly Tones,

Of browns and russets and sables,

A Broad, Viridian Enchantment Waits,

Filled with Magic and Mysteries and Fables.

Sweet Breath of Lusciously Verdant Hues,

Delicate Scent of Fragrant Green,

Pause, Close your eyes, Inhale Deep and Slow,

Beguile your senses with the Voluptuous Scene.

Walk Quietly among the Jade Symphony,

Listen, Enchanted, to Echoing Birdsong,

Lie back in the Plush Velvet Tapestry,

Dream Luxurious Dreams, Fair and Long.

Sigh in the Lush Emeraldine Embrace,

Forgetting Time, Abandoning Place.

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Happy St. Patricks Day !

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photographs found on Pinterest.  Credit Acknowledged to the Amazingly Talented Original Photographers. Thank You!

 

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Wordless Wednesday – Emerald Oasis

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~Morgan~

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Wordless Wednesday – A Bit o’ Green

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Images found on Google Image.   Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographers.  Thank You

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Ovation

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All the Beauty of the world

Could not in its merest measure

Compare to the Beauty I See in You.

All the Light in the Vast Heavens

Could not by its Infinite Splendor

Shine as Magnificently as the Sparkle of Your Eyes.

All the Serenading Songs on Earth,

Of Love, Of Hope, Of Joy Sublime,

Could Ring one True Note

Played against the Enchantment of Your Voice.

All the Breathtaking works of Art

In All the Treasuries, In All the Vaults,

Could cause one single Shiver in me

When Measured to Your Most Exquisite Hands.

All that could Ever be Sweet and Fine,

Of Luxurious Melody and Angelic Rhyme,

Of Passions Blazing and Desires Fair,

Stand Mute, Broken, and beneath Compare

To the Slightest Glimpse of Your Handsomeness,

O How My Heart Yearns Only for This,

To Linger near You, night and day,

To drift in Your Embrace for Years of Days.

How I Delight in Your Most Tempting Smile,

That Sends Dizziness Tingling all the While

You Stare at me, Sweet Intoxication,

How my Love Desires to Give Ovation,

To You, Dear Love, Again and Again,

Through Infinite Time,

Forever,

Without End.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork By: Karol Bak

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