Feed me Heed me

Misty Pathways of Colour>

The Creative Voice says:
“Feed me, heed me.

Sing me a song,
String me along
Over hills and shadows.

Delight in deliciousness
Of words curled together;
Lyrics that make
Your skin prickle
With anticipation,
Spoken through tender lips
Of children,
Tasting their flavour
Between giggles;
Fingers fumbling
With beads and buttons.

Those precious fleeting moments
You crave in the melée
Of life and cornflakes.

I am the true you
The Queen in sovereign rule
Of yourself.
The witchy wanderer.
Autumn’s fallen children.
The dewy light of Spring.

I am what leads you down
The forgotten pathway
To magic
Over and over again.

And I can be woken,
Even after a lifetime
Of slumber.”

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