Lough Derg Friday 5 August 2011
Down by the waterside, in front of Lough Derg House, we raised our left hand up, right hand down and held hands in a circle, eyes closed, breathing deeply, we listened to the sounds sending a pulse from one to another, connecting as individuals, the first group session by the water. We then clapped one by one, sending it on, faster and faster voicing the clap, bodies moving with the voice and clap sharing it and then fully warmed, we dispersed to write how we were feeling, what was going on inside, free expression. I wrote a series of haiku below as I wrote my first thoughts.
august waterside
stillness
flows within
breathing in
the surroundings
friendship glows
hands up hands down
connecting
as one
in my hand
pebbles from the lakeside
the weight of my heart
gentle lapping
of water on rocks
friends connecting
at one with stones
and fellow writers
my soul smiles
wrinkled waters
rock gently
hugs of friendship
a wagtail watches
in wonder
I wonder too
cool breeze
through my hair
thoughts unravel
silence
between ripples
my soul speaks
pens flow
to the rhythm of ripples
kindred spirits merge
solitary breeze
circles a crinkled lake
black dog emerges
gentle gurgling
of water
the child stirs
gulls squabble
riding the waves
fears fly the breeze
cool august breeze
swans necks loop
jet waters
snow swans
cruise the lake
boats hum the harbour
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