(Poem) The House of the Sidhe by Angelika Heike Rüdiger

The House of the Sidhe

for G.N.

Others bring peerless stones of shining white
And precious shells
To the green-covered homestead of the Sidhe,
but I bring nothing more than my own tresses,
a sweet song and a kiss
while gold is showered onto greenness
and hidden chambers fill with sound
a resonance beyond all reason
embracing the unknown
while the white moon
walks on in silver slippers
over the purple mountains of the sky,
while the deep blue is whispering of love.

Anglika's picture for The House of the Sidhe
Photograph by Angelika Heike Rüdiger

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