Christopher 'Sigmond

What lies beyond  the mountain? Dear friend,   In many ways I am like a seven-year-old Joyful whenever I grow And eagerly looking at what's next   And the fairytales are still telling me That if I work really hard And follow my dreams I will meet my true love   And then We will live Happily Ever after   But what is this Happily ever after After all?   I wonder what lies beyond The fairytale of success   And I wonder who's telling The story   Because I remember a time When life was not  about...

Life growing and withering Dear friend,   Here at the threshold Of what's emerging I meet you   Early March Between Imbolc and Ostara   Life starts returning   I find my sense of smell Reminding   The fragrance Ever new Yet familiar   Nature showing me Cycles   Something Is Always Happening   The flowers Ever new Yet familiar   Nature shows me My cyclical nature And yours   The sky paints In slow colours Shifting   Like the moon Waxing and waning Yet its shape remaining   Fortune coming and...

I Stand Here Looking Down at My Life Dear friend,   I'm standing In a place Where only I Can stand   Not because I am Better than  Anyone else   But simply Because This is My place     Sometimes that place Is where a decision must be made And no one else can make it     Giving myself permission Not to enter   The world stops And starts paying attention     When you dance I see your beauty For no one else Will ever dance like you     My love  Is an offering   And when I give it freely From a...