By The Gods

By The Gods


By the Gods, I am free
To unfurl and be me
In a land formed of patience and silence.
By the land and the seas,
I compose my heart’s dreams
As I walk on a path formed of kindness.

By the whispering leaves,
I grow close to the trees
As they humble my soul in their presence.
By their time-stricken boughs,
I abandon my shroud
And unburden my mind of its penance.

By the mountains, I rise
To cerulean skies
And such beauty, my eyes cannot fathom.
By the bright stars above,
I know genuine love
As their magic unleashes my passion.

By the moon matriarch,
I unbury my heart,
For she nurtures my soul and my being.
By the light that she shines,
I can sense The Divine
On the path that my spirit is weaving.

© 2017 Amelia Dashwood, All rights reserved.

Image source: thedarkangel.co.uk
Photography by Lunaesque

Phoenix Rising

Phoenix Rising

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O, to live a humble life
A life that fortune cannot pawn
Beyond the twisted fallacies
Of hoodwinked fools with egos torn.

To walk where fleeting ravens caw
In pastures free of mankind’s sting
To live each day considerately
Beside my muse, the feral wind.

To seek out life’s philosophy
Without a pre-recorded script
Below a pool of glistening stars
I’ll be the master of my ship.

To meekly live beyond
The countless burdens of society
Upon a solitary path
Regardless of propriety.

Life vexes me to comprehend
Why liberty is steeply priced
I long to claim what is my right
To answer to no Lord or Sire.

To sense what is invisible
To confront false realities
To live each day, remembering
It is my birthright to be free.

Society may pity me
Though I seek nothing more than bliss
Is it too hard to recognise
A phoenix rising from the depths?

With open eyes, I’ll spread my wings
And flee the flames of wretchedness
Upon my path, I shall withhold
The key to my own happiness.

© 2017 Amelia Dashwood, All rights reserved.

The Great Escape

The Great Escape

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Lead me through the rugged fields
Where I shall bow my head and yield
My deepest, secret, solemn prayers
Unto the breeze, my soul shall bear
All that it knows and loves to be
Within the land and raging seas
Throughout the endless universe
My love for life, I shall converse

With wooden staff and furry friend
I shall advance and then transcend
Within a kingdom forged of Gods
A land that selfishness forgot
Beyond man’s fortresses of haste
Lie pristine skies and pools of grace
Esoteric groves and hidden tracks
Rich history remains untaxed

When life is far too much to take
My soul shall seek the great escape
As tyranny tears me apart
Majestic views shall heal my heart
I’ll leave existence for a while
Upon the zephyr, I shall fly
By whispering trees, I shall forget
Life’s misery and deep regret

Upon a single blackbird’s song
I shall recall where I belong
Surrounded by Earth’s sylvan life
Oh, sweet relief from daily strife
Neath cloudless skies, I shall arise
Brush off my tears and desperate cries
I’ll disregard life’s wicked ways
And face the world another day

© 2017 Amelia Dashwood, All rights reserved.

~The Path Of Wilder Things~

~The Path Of Wilder Things~

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To walk the path of wilder things,
The running wolf and feral winds;
To love all things with beating hearts,
The knotted oak and feathered lark;

To watch the dusk burst into stars;
To dream of tepid lands afar;
To fly amongst the peregrines;
To always seek the light within;

To banish mediocrity;
To live a life that’s wild and free;
To sit and watch the world roll by,
Prohibiting the hands of time;

To stand by your convictions,
Defying life’s restrictions;
To embrace every blissful year
With merriment and joyful cheer;

To dance about the solstice fires
Without the fear of prying eyes;
To dip into your wickedness;
To go ahead and seek your bliss;

To savour grace but relish passion;
To flaunt a unique sense of fashion;
To walk upon a timeless path;
To master a beloved craft;

To bathe in oceans filled with pain;
To learn to rise and shine again;
To age with zest and strengthen knowledge;
To take a leap of boundless courage;

To follow guts and know thyself;
To nourish your own precious health;
To cherish souls whose ships have sailed,
Their victories and timeworn tales;

To rise and live each day renewed;
To thine own self, always be true;
To show them all that they were wrong;
To stun them with a finer song;

To flaunt your authenticity;
To shine for one and all to see;
To be a soaring soul unbroken,
A bright and beautiful commotion.

© 2017 Amelia Dashwood, All rights reserved.

Photographer Unknown

Humanity’s Last Quest

Humanity’s Last Quest

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Resting,
Reflecting
Below the day-blind stars
Wondering and pondering
The Earth’s abhorrent scars

With great distress and empathy
I watch the Earth’s destruction
An organised catastrophe
The heiress of corruption

Her pristine skies and stainless seas
Are worth much more than gold
We pillage what we stand upon
Her goodness stripped and sold

Man glorifies the affluent
And trusts his so-called truths
His pockets ever-growing
As starvation sings the blues

His corporate greed puts revenue
Before the dismal truth
His fallacies
Will finish us
It’s time to raise the roof

Hearken to the whispering wind
Behold her frantic cries
A tempest swells within Earth’s core
Reprisal shall arise

Choose life before prosperity
Delay the planet’s death
And march for what you stand upon
Arise, come forth, protest!

© 2017 Amelia Dashwood, All rights reserved.