When she wanders
On and on,
One step at a time
Into the wilderness,
The emptiness disappears.
And she is filled with
Flowers and moss,
Berries and bark.
The wind speaking her native tongue in
Whispers to her soul.
Floating in the infinity of the veil.
The coyotes call to family bring her back,
Reminding her the sun is setting
And she slowly returns home to
Sweet slumber.
Another day is done.
Mountains high.
Falling snow
Sparkles as if diamonds
In the full moon glow.
Where she’s headed no one knows
For the wind blows away any trace
Of foot steps taken upon the ground.
They speculate and create tales of wonder
Of a woman lost
For she does not wander the
Beaten path
Nor the familiar.
Most whisper in the dark that she is a misplaced soul;
But then they dare not go where she goes;
Infinite unknown.
Vanished, yet in plain sight.
And this unwavering yearning for you
Resonates in my blood and my bones
As i wander;
You are here
In the air
And i breathe.
We lie
Entangled
Still as trees
Warmth between us tended and
Flowing
Naturally,
Soothing these aches and the pains of the heart and mind in this dimension.
Scars forgotten as hope permeates within and
Without.
A surge of all that was purged as a new dawn begins.
Serenity.
Her heart is like an overgrown garden
Full of flowers and weeds,
And she cannot stand to
Take from their natural beauty
So she leaves
Them to grow
How they like
And where they like.
She
Wanders through
Their
Unruliness,
Wildness.
She loves them
(she is learning to love them)
Without
Regrets
Went for a drive today.
Forgot about everything for a while,
But the clouds and sky.
Went for a drive today.
Stopped wondering why for a little bit
And let my mind wander to softer thoughts.
Life is as good as you see it to be.
You must have been an
Apparition.
A made up someone in my
Imagination.
For I wandered these stone stairwells
And
I roamed through
Winters withering garden
Following your song.
I knew I should find shelter,
Somewhere to warm my core.
But once outside I could return
Inside no more
For
I was met with barred windows and
Locked doors.
I found you in the courtyard.
I tried to reach you.
Touch you.
You vanished as I approached.
My fingers now cold and frozen,
I,
Left dreaming in the fog with ghosts and snowflakes.
And I remained alone
As I was all
Along.
I must have mistaken the
Wind howling through
Windows and doors,
Through
Winters garden
For your song.
Chole Into Diamonds 