As fiery sun sinks low in bronze tinted sky a rush and flurry of wings take flight when the earth takes a breath, heaves a sigh Time to rest as nature prepares for night
In dew kissed morning hours tiny cottoned seed takes flight lands among Spring’s wildflowers seeking sun’s resplendent light.
Embrace life energy with intent let honeyed elixir wash over soul be not afraid or filled with lament the nectar will heal, make you whole.
Suddenly the gossamer veil slips Between other worlds and reality My psychedelic imagination trips As I peer through the finest filigree.
Our passion haunts my dreams during endless ebony nights quivering murmurs and pleas as our souls yearn to take flight.
The villagers scream Run, be sorely afraid! Though not a charming beast to hold and love When knights heft their mighty steel blades She peers into his eyes, sees the soul of a dove
Upon reflection with Moon The answers there to see A tortured heart swooned Once tethered soul set free