August 4, 2009


There are worlds within this world
where the completed ones live.
If they were to glimpse you in a field
or amongst a grove of ancient trees
you would be an ethereal breath,
a fleeting shadow,
with no more substance than wind.
And a lover would turn to their lover and whisper
“I think I saw a ghostly one.
It must have been a mortal being
in a body of shadows.
I don’t think it saw us for God’s sleep
was heavily on it
and it stared at our pure beauty
with blind eyes.”


About Blake Steele

I am a poet, writer, workshop leader, recording artist... half monk, half pirate, passionate for Life and Love to triumph in the world. I'm American by birth, but am living in Sweden for a while: writing, growing, deepening with amazing, open-hearted people, as well as developing Wild Words Creative Writing Classes and Wild Souls Workshops around the world.
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