Precious Things

Slippery thoughts flowing

into the blue I move,

I flow,

I live in the moment of deepest vibration

of universal vibe.

These are the precious things,

feelings of being-

Of flowing through and gathering fact

as I hopscotch over the clouds,

and find myself in a space

where endless happiness moves me.

Placing in the spaces between

the sparkling beauties call my senses

and finding me,

with a solace of peace I sleep,

I swim in the depths of sweetest dreams.

Content and flowing like water

I drift gently amongst the precious things,

and watch the unfolding of the mind,

then slip between the clouds.

This crow woman will gather the shine,

call it to her heart like long lost memories

of life before her,

of her crone ancestors she will linger,

to learn the higher way

of being one.