Merlin’s Land

The day was cold and unpredictable, the sky turned a hundred times from blue to gray and back, while beneath it the ancient land worked her spell deliberately, pulling me in slowly, bringing out her treasures one at a time :
The pale celadon lichens on flat rocks; the ochre and ashy ones mottling roof tiles; the slim coat of apple green sheen on cedar branches; the tender green moss, soft as yielding stubble, on old stone walls; the rustling of dry ivy in the breeze; the rhythmic plops of snow melt leading bird tweets; sweet scent of burning apple wood…

I followed an atavistic call and stepped under the cedar by the gate when snow was falling in barely-there flakes
… And Merlin’s world opened as I looked up the tree: snow outlined each branch and twig in a thin pencil line. Nothing was gray, black or brown, but a vibrant green, soft, smoother than a child’s skin, fragile as a moth’s wings… all sugar-coated Life. Caught in a time warp, achingly beautiful, it shimmered in the light of my druidic cathedral.

In that hushed space, ancient spirits smiled as I tugged lightly at a branch and let tiny flakes shower my face with kisses.

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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22 Responses to Merlin’s Land

  1. Bloody hell, you can write.


  2. pjb1943 says:

    Em, you are a consumate artist with words ! I could close my eyes and see the images you described so clearly in all the colors you gave them. Just magical !


  3. alarmingman says:

    Ah Merlin’s world – you have seen something that most people have forgotten still exists…


  4. Ah oui, cherie, tu es vraiment incroyable.
    Tu vois, tu pense, tu ecris, c’est tout pareil.
    Toujours exceptionnel.


  5. pennycoho says:

    Thank you, this is beautiful, drew me right in. I felt like I was there in a place I long to be! Most wonderful!


  6. ladysighs says:

    You have a way of pulling us into your own spell. We are all entranced. And we are glad you are out of the snow. 🙂


    • emmylgant says:

      Thank you Lady S. I am just sharing the magic out there. i am not out of the snow yet, but (heehee) I found a signal to ride. Road conditions are just unsafe out of here for now. eventually I will get back to Medville. Smile.


  7. makagutu says:

    Do I sense a light at the end of the abyss? You write well.


  8. arjaybe says:

    Visual poetry. I love it when words make pictures. Your site is going on my trapline.-)



  9. This piece creates a very visual and calming affect.


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