Sacred Rhythms of Sky, Sun, Sea and Stone: Participant Poems ~ Cyndera Quackenbush
In April, 18 creative souls gathered with us for our retreat on Inismor – Sacred Rhythms of Sky, Sun, Sea and Stone. We had a wonderful group with participants from all over the U.S., Canada, U.K., and Australia. I am delighted to share some of their poems. Pour a cup of tea, imagine yourself on a windswept limestone island in the Atlantic, and savor for a while. From Cyndera Quackenbush Wind You came in Spring What seed survived your incessant stirrings? Plenty – Yet you swept away all falsehood A wind-whipped cleansing Of all not Rooted Branches, no longer reaching,