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Eye of Horus

Eye of Horus 2013

Eye of Horus 2013

The Eye of Horus

The Falcon flies brightly, soaring before us,
High above blue of the Nile- the old way dies…
Enter the power of the new God Child Horus!

Eager his crown from above watching the skies…
Youthful the child of Isis grows ever strong.
Enshrined in ties of the past – a bloodline of lies.

Osiris long slain – blood calls for vengeance!
Father your true son succeeds you – Hear my cries!

His missing eye gazes, coldly disguising
Over the truth of Thoth’s Ibis domain.
Rightful the temple that cleanses desolation
Under the strength of the missing eye rising,
Set slinks impotent back to his wastes – there to remain.


The Waking



The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me, so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

― Theodore Roethke, The Collected Poems

Water to Paint

Promise by Rosemary Allen

Promise by Rosemary Claire Allen

Guest Artist Rosemary Claire Allen

Welcome! Currently, I am an artist/naturalist living in between the mangroves and the uplands in SW Florida. My soul’s journey continues to lead me through a spiraling path as I endeavor to embody the natural world through the eyes of an artist. As a naturalist guiding others through our uplands and wetlands in SW Florida, wonder calls my name and I feel that I am a part of the ecosystems that surround me. Local flora and fauna become my neighbors and friends but the memories of old gardens long past often remain with me. My paintings and drawings are an out pouring of these connections that I experience. Guides in all shapes and sizes appear and disappear depending on the seasons and time of day.

~ Rosemary Claire Allen
Artist/Florida Master Naturalist

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