The Croft (for Em Magenta)

Between the powerful pull of prayer flags
and trees as self fulfilled as fire
a place is laid
where elemental confluences
flood the senses with a sense
that all confusion could be made
as harmonious as dawn
if time and space, as here,
could breathe
with the transforming rhythm
of
a philosopher's stone.

© John Mackie, Em's Croft, Findhorn, 2009