(Poem) The Calling by Angelika Heike Rüdiger

P1040127for G. N. & R. E. J.


Such sweetness in Your voice

You are the Honey of Wild Bees

Your gentle touch

Soft branches of the yew tree

Brushing past my face

when finding the blue flower in the shade

next to the spring-root, an opener of ways

and foxglove-fairyglove

the guardian of wild strawberries

fruit of the other land

Your kiss of promise and enchantment.

I am free.

I am alive.

You call – I follow.


Meet Mago Contributor, Angelika Heike Rüdiger.