Working With The Animal Totems
this calm sense of stillness
that fills my inner being with shuddering soulsighs….
the softly merging shades of sunset paint a vision
it soothes my soul the way colors meld and fuse into new…
… and sighs escape into twilight’s hypnotic breeze…
a sleepy Sunday draws to a close
to the rhythm of Spring turning…
and with the scent of jasmine hanging heady in the air
my soul sighs with unruffled peace….
my thoughts fondly ponder heart-born fancies
dreams of gentle days yet to be
as sighs escape on the rise of soul-breathing
I embrace twilight’s tranquility….