Behold

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am but the eyes of the wise phoenix

 

I am called by the gentle air

 

By the waters edge, each deserts song

 

I am called by the moons face

 

Celeste is captured in my heart to share earths hum

 

Dreams dance with me as the walls of mighty rivers

 

Touch a small sparrow of early spring

 

 

The cries of the timber wolf

 

 

Barefoot traveler, behold the journey

 

Totem warriors speak , soverign spirits song

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[forfila]

Wow, I will favor this, it is so beautifully worded, so deeply descriptive.
Awesome poem my friend:)