No pebble on the beach.
You were my touchstone.
I have now smelt the perfume of the Gods.
If only for precious moments
Opened the gilded door
And walked through.
Set foot on hallowed ground,
Taken refuge where my soul longed to be,
In the sunlit meadow of my dreams.
Bathed in love and light,
Healed and nourished,
Elevated by experiences of wonder.
It was the miracle of how the needs,
The spiritual hunger
Of two separate physical beings,
Two fractured souls,
Could fit together so perfectly,
Like long lost pieces of some ancient code
That, once re-united, yielded up energies,
Ecstasies and insights beyond our imagining.
That was the key.
And far beyond any love affair
With its own predictable half-life
Of intensity, its cycle of emotion.
Instead a permanent path
That, once illuminated,
Goes ever onward – a way home…
Scott Hastie 2012. All rights reserved.
Scott Hastie is a full-time writer and poet, based in the UK – fortunate enough to be living and working in tranquil surroundings of the English countryside, some twenty miles north of London. “My poetry looks to positively explore human potential, with an emphasis on love, spiritual growth and self awareness. It is very important to me that my work remains as open, accessible and as simply expressed as possible. My influences vary from the great traditional English visionary romantics through to the distillation of thought and leanness of expression offered by the Japanese haiku tradition and later technical breakthroughs achieved by leading Scottish concrete poets, Ian Hamilton Finlay and Edwin Morgan.”
Sparkling new poems & images at www.scotthastie.com