beneath the storm of strings, a song conjuring

Beneath the storm of strings ~ A Song Conjuring

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Beneath a wilderness of winds

dreams burning, seeds bending 

 trees blurring in the storm 

tossing songs and wolves upon the water

 sounding Autumn's solemn bell 

casting a mist of wounds and words

a trail of golden cups and broken birds 

spinning through her eyes

strings and sounds , spilling open 

a collision of memories and braided roots

tangled swans are pierced with arrows

of dying bark and knotted poems

 weathered jewels and drowning bones

she holds them all ....in her shining hands

as winter's spirit falls away

Moonlight swallows the feathers and leaves

maiden of Breath begins to surface

crossing through the sunlit veils

letting go the ancient seam
in her arms of wood and metal threads
dying flowers rise from the dirt

 to heal and resurrect

to ignite thunderous lullabyes
and to invoke a storm

of love letters, lost time and forgotten dreams

a single tear  of summer swam

across the hidden forest of strings

into a quiet story buried deep behind 

the sword in her heart

a song woven through the sweet darkness

and conjuring the remaining light left within her

carrying soft white mythical wings

 a wild spirit

pulsing with new hope

for a songstress

waking herself from the whirling dust

and summoning her true freedom

~victoria pettella~

Wishing you all a beautiful day.

I love to be under the spell of creation and see what transpires..

Creative writing is a magical way to pass time..whether it comes out of the blue..

from deep within you, or whether something is calling you

 to sit  down and focus and build on seeds. 

This series felt like an illustrative-visual-poem of songstress transforming 

from pain and coming back to life, uniting with her music.  

A journey of  finding freedom..inner power and overcoming the hidden storms within her.. 

to free yourself into a world where all is new again.

I dedicate this to anyone who has ridden an inner storm 

and created something beautiful from it..

Victoria~

loss and freedom ~auras and poems

loss and freedom
powerful allies
of change
growth
&
renewal

surrendering all of oneself
to find
new breath
new stars
new moons
reaching for the inner spirit

loss and freedom
to let go
to abandon,
to leave behind what once was

to Open yourself to
what Now carries
the truest light within you

trusting and
attuning
to life's nourishing embrace

loss and freedom

brings release and embrace

Colors flow back in

Auras of peace 

shimmer

They bring In Beauty again

Restoring harmony

Where new worlds can become

Where the soul ...can live and create

and a blissful spirit ...

can Fully Awake & Radiate without End.

~victoria pettella~

Wishing you New Auras of light
New beginnings
New journeys
New illuminations that bring you true harmony
Happy 2015...enjoy the adventure ahead