Castle on the Hill

Sitting alone,
Isolating wind,
Sun streaming down,
Shards of dew glistening.

Screeching through the air,
Talons at the ready,
Hunkered in a hole,
Metal steel holding steady.

Floating upon the strings,
Gently buzzing without regret,
Shadows ever haunting,
Moist scents ever threat.

Stay or to go,
Questions ever spinning,
Answers tantalising close,
Defending or Attacking.

Presently Peaceful,
Time un-moving,
Unwinding slowly,
Ever Earthing.

Defending unrelenting,
Shielding at the ready,
Attacking unrelenting,
Swords at the ready.

Pastures of delight,
Beauty, growth no ill will,
Stay or to go,
To the Castle on the Hill.


About R Congues

Funny enough, this blog has become the expression of my hopes, dreams, love and experiences. It came about because of the situation I discovered I was in, and I am delighted to see it grow and heal into something different: I am a parent of two children, one who has experienced severe anxiety that became disabling in all aspects of their life. I am a teacher of Maths, Science and Religious Education with a Masters in Special Needs Education; I am a qualified Reiki master, with a love of art and creative experience. I am not a professional in the fields of psychology or medicine. (If you are interested in these perspectives there are many internet sites to use.) I am simply expressing my experience in my own unique way.
This entry was posted in Peace, Poetry, Spiritual connections and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s