Dorothea Barth Musician and WriterElegant Violin Music for your Wedding or Special EventCeltic Sheet Music Arrangements
Original CompositionsPoetry and Prose

by Dorothea Barth ©2010

Along the Bay Coast's shoreline
A snowstorm fills my mind
That softly blurs the trees and shrubs
On mid-Atlantic's side

The cumulus reminds me
That soon I'll fly above
To desert of enchantment
A land that lenses love

The North wind begs attention
Its freshness sweeps along
The branches 'round me brightened
Enlivened by its song

Amidst this winter clarity
Some clouds due South appear
The whites and grays are blending
A rainbow forming near

A raven and a red-tailed hawk
Beneath the arch now soar
And as I fantasize such flight
The rainbow is no more

Yet yonder, 'cross the island strait
Where mythic mares did graze
The setting sun has spread its glow
Ghosts bathed in golden haze

A coda of light raindrops
Accompanies me home
Awakened to the magic
The light is where I roam