Pink Lady Slipper

She wanders in woods

Discovering wonders

Gathering precious jewels

Delighting in secrets revealed

Conversing with Gnomes

Dancing with Faeries

Kissing Trees

Sleeping on mats of

Chickweed and violet

She does not know it

Yet her heart is searching

Yearning for something

As she walks

She sees an opening

There is a glimmer

radiating light

She falls to her knees

There he is

Long has she heard the stories

But they were only whispers

Now he is in front of her

She could touch him

Smell him

Oh what should she do

She wants to embrace him

But she knows that would

crush his delicate beauty

Oh and the beauty

the perfection

the awe

of the Precious

Pink Lady's Slipper

She reaches out

Touches him gently

He brightens at her touch

Stands taller

Opens, revealing his inner heart

Cradling her in his pink petals

How rare indeed

How wonderful her life was

before finding him

Now all seems meaningless

and dull

How she wishes she could

keep him forever

Take him with her

But that would destroy

him, his beauty

She must be content

to admire him

and enjoy this time

Until he returns to the otherworld

Knowing that his absence

Too is temporary

Revel in the ecstasy of 

such a discovery,

a Divine gift

Fill her senses

and her heart

with his grandeur

Allowing his essence

to flow through her

fill her

lighten the way

even when he is gone

And so she continues

Wandering through the woods

Something is different though

Her eyes are far away

She has a knowing look

And why shouldn't she?

She has tasted bliss

Seen the center of the cosmos

Learned the secret of life

And she knows he is here

Even when he is not

For love is all around

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* I wrote this poem in 2014 before my encounter with the Feminine aspect of Pink Lady's Slipper.