Friday, April 23, 2010

Shadow Shot Sunday...Dances With Dogs...

I walk the path 'round my self
following each one of me
to the temple behind
the old flowing lace
I have many faces
seeking many dreams

I long to dance with wild dogs
dust drifting from paws
coursing the winds of my fables
gather me into your legend
whisper into my ear
that I am free

sing songs to a breeze
o'er ancient plains
where great storms
carve channels into
the whirlpools and canyons
of my soul
creating me

a feather falls
it brushes my cheek
opening my eye
sister lark calls
step out of the currant and drift to a cloud
into the brilliant blue eye
of the now
and be comforted
that you may soar with the gull
and he will say
she danced with wild dogs


s.wilson

My lil' semi-wild companion catches some rays before the shadows of the rainclouds envelope us this Shadow Shot Sunday...we won't see the sun for days as this system moves East, however we need the rain for the gardens...I was having to water new seedlings, this rain should make them POP!!!

Check out the others, as we take you on adventures all over the world in search of the illusive shadows...and I continue to find more of me in the vast expanse of my soul...
For me, it's the music, it sets my sails...
so don't forget to turn up your sound to expand your own inner journey...