The Speed of Heart

Eighty nine

For some it's just a number

But for those who know, it's magic

It's more than two digits side by side

But a sacred place where ancient powers play

Where the heavens still hold sway

Where even now

A Mystic Coyote and a Wolf have begun to dance their day.

A day it was

Eighty nine was the highway

Twisting and turning, coursing fast through sage and sand

A pathway and an understanding that ran through the land.

A day it would be

Eighty nine being a beginning with no end

A distance that held the secrets that had now become the key

A Mystic Coyote and a Wolf ran together, they could see

Eighty nine was about being free.

The fates had painted it in the stars

The heavens had grown the grand design

The bridge had been laid

And the waters gave it life.

Eighty nine had whispered their names

The Mystic Coyote and the Wolf had heard the call.

Their call, their need, their love, the desert would embrace

Till they soon stood standing face to face.

Two travelers in this world we call life

Full of hope, joy and happiness

Not an ounce of strife could cease the pulse of their heart

A truth understood right from the start

One that could never be taken apart

The two had now become one.

Eighty nine

A highway

A truth

A reality

Where one might travel at the speed of light

But....

It's the speed of the heart

That saves the day.