Days of sun and silence
Enjoying the ease of peace that comes on far off winds
Purging the fears
The strength buoyant like birds on drifting waves
Lifting
Moving into swirling thoughts
Whole then tossed upon empty shores
Waiting to be gathered
To be carried home.
In laughter the birds talk in groups
flying carefree on breezes
hanging in space like ornaments of clouds
invisible strings held by a master of puppet like things,
she turns in circles
arms raised to catch the falling mist
of unexpected soothing rains beginning from nowhere
to give gifts of a rainbow
falling from the heavens like a wish come true.
Her hair falling backwards as she looks higher
seeking that answer that brought her here
and that song stirs in her mind,
why now of all times and then she knows
it is the song of days of laughter and smiles
and a love of summer she had wished would never end
yet she took each word
claiming it as her own
when it was indeed a truth owned by all,
but it brings comfort to know
that he is still here
running invisibly in the woods
searching for peace to deliver it to her
like a bounty at her feet,
all she wanted
that she needed was already there,
had been found not so long ago-
she just needed the reminder
the faith that yes,
these days are filled with blessings
and the dreams will come true in her time
in her style of belief
the feet will walk this land,
and like the song claim the story
for their own
long after she is gone.
I was pondering today…asking for a sign for something on my mind and a song came on that I don’t hear very often but it always reminds me of my beloved boy pup Zip, and I sang along and felt a smile and knew that he will see through that which will be true and I walked to the window, gazing towards the woods where he resides and felt that peace. Yeah, he’s still got it. I like gifts like those.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 