Wendy E. Slater

Wendy E. Slater, in her youth, found her greatest gift of expression in poetry -- and then went dormant. Years later, on a trip to Scotland, the fount reopened. She had been through a crucible of chronic illness that forever changed her, launching Wendy on a quest for meaning and life reexamination. That quest opened a gateway into self-healing that resulted in 20 volumes of simmering, soul-searing and spiritual poetry that deftly points humankind toward a new awareness of our Oneness with all humanity, nature, the cosmos and the divinity. Into the Hearth, Poems-Volume 14, is the first of her volumes to reach publication. These poems are excerpts, by permission of Traduka Publishing.

The Leaves I Thought–1433

The leaves I thought Were talking to me But really now It's the wind Speaking in soft nuances Of jasmine, sandalwood, And the palm Of love to be, love that was And that...

Rain Is Not A Weeping–1444

Rain is not a weeping Nor is leaf to ground a sadness, It is simple sharing To fill joy and fruiting And rebirth Into the next As day into dusk Night...

The Delicacy–1418

The delicacy Of these sounds: A train, lizards in the bush, Distant religious music Loud enough for me To chant with, Celebration of voices Rising up into the sky Simplicity with sitar Climbing with...