Thursday, July 19, 2007

walks in the wild

i go out
to visit the spirits
and soothe my own

he was a kestrel
and she a swallowtail butterfly

they met me
at the gate
hovered a moment
then tipped wings
and returned to heaven


Wil said...

Nice. :)

Like you, my presbyopia misses things like "wallks" all the time. ;)

Jan said...

Lovely--thinking of walks in Oregon, especially. I once lived in Corvallis--for four years while my husband got a grad. degree at OSU. I miss the Northwest. What a lovely place to walk.

Cynthia said...

I love it.

R.E. said...

Lovely! Truly a prayer-poem to Nature.