SheWolf...  

rm_Kissmystuff 61F
2665 posts
2/18/2006 9:13 pm

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6/28/2009 3:38 pm

SheWolf...

I dance the essence of my spirit animal.
She...who came to me...
on my first shamanic journey...
into those other realms.
I dance the spirit of SheWolf..
my spirit animal guide..
who lends me strengh and guidance...
and sees the way ahead.
SheWolf...that mysterious creature..
who roams the wild woods and pastures
of "altered states" of mind.

She can be found often...
howling at the moon in autumn
or curled up inside...
stalegmite glowing caves
in winter's starry night.
She's fiercely protective
of all she holds dear...
but can be so very gentle...
when touched by the flow of passion's prime.

Open your mind to the possibilities...
set your spirit free to roam.
Meet me...SheWolf...in that "altered state".
There...the tall pine rises
to meet the hovering sky...
the snow capped mountain...
dips it's feet into the clear...pure waters...
and the loping deer come to quench their thirst.

There is a glade...
where it's perpectual summer.
The sun warms the sweet smelling grasses.
The tiny purple flowers bow...
their heads to the wind.
It is here that SheWolf makes her bower...
inviting only the very special in.
She has waited for that special someone...
a long time coming...
a long time longing.
Has she found that special someone...
to fill the empy void?

© copyright 3/05 jfc


(Perhaps I'm being elitist in thinking that only certain people...those who know about shamanic journeying...perhaps having done so themselves...would begin to understand this poem. We shall see.)


Kiss


just2slim 58M

8/5/2006 11:01 am

Truely not many can walk the deep place's of nature,and spirit.Few
can find and love their inter self, to meny fear it,and avoid there
true nature.So few can walk the deeper path's of nature's spirit.


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