Four hundred books thereabouts
cover the wall next to my desk
I never counted them before
or noticed their spread until
they arrived at the downsized home
in boxes that seemed to fill the room.
Three days it took to unpack them.
My beloved cats look down
from the top shelf immortalised in china
one with his real life tartan collar attached.
The Lladro witch fairy is poised with her wand
next to the Egyptian cat from Cairo.
Buddas gaze at their new surroundings
from hooded eyelids.
A giant brandy glass filled with crystals
reflects light across the room.
A singing bowl resides next to a catholic bell
nudging circular Buddhist chimes
A fancy box stores vanilla candles,
an aroma to attract angels
Grandmother’s clock stopped at two
resides at the same height as the mantelpiece
I remember as a child, chimes still in my mind.
Next to it Queen Elizabeth’s coronation mug.
A portrait of Babaji graces the shelf beneath
and fixes me with his enigmatic eyes.
Two abalone shells shine a reminder
of a Melbourne beach I combed.
And an incense burner that was my mothers
nudges the work of C G Jung.
My crystal ball supports a battered copy of The Secret Doctrine
A 1925 reprint of the 1888 original
Madam Blavatsky’s amazing book was my fathers.
This offering is for Tony Maude’s prompt ‘lists’ at dVerse
and here’s a link to my response to Victoria’s list prompt