we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - share our stories around the campfire - come along -

this site is simply a streamofconsciousness rambling of words and images in which i find meaning and beauty - there is no organized order of thought or format - poetry painting and writing on love and life and things thereof from the heart and through the eyes of a louisiana gypsy spirit travelin' roads less traveled...enjoy -

THE GYPSYWOMAN WORLD

My photo
A...WOMAN IN MOTION WITH HAIR AS DARK AS NIGHT HER EYES WERE LIKE THAT OF A CAT IN THE DARK... SHE WAS A GYPSYWOMAN... she danced round and round... from the fire her face was all aglow... she was dancing... dancing... waiting for the RISING SUN... loving caring relationships are like THE RISING SUN...we are nourished by their warmth...we are energized by their strength...we grow in their light...we find shelter and solace there...they are our sanctuary... born in the sign of the sun, i am a true LEO-love the sun and its hot orange red fire-passionate in and about everything i do-i believe in instant chemistry charisma love/lust at first sight-in the magic of the eyes and the beauty of the soul-in the instant recognition familiarity in meeting someone from a past life and in the knowledge that we might meet in a future life-i believe that we are each ageless and flawless-i believe in the beauty of the moment-the whisper of yesterday-the hope of tomorrow-the power of forgiveness for even ourselves-the absolute and total beauty of love---[credit to brian hyland and curtis mayfield]

to dance with life

to dance with life
come dance with me...

Monday, February 2, 2009

favorite gypsylyrics

sweet sweet surrender
it doesn't mean much
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life i've left behind me
is a cold room
i've crossed the last line
from where i can't return
where every step i took in faith
betrayed me
and led me from my home
and
sweetsweet
surrender
is all that
i have to giveYou
take me in
no questions asked
you strip away the ugliness
that surrounds me
are you an angel
am i already that gone
i only hope
that i won't disappoint you
when i'm down here
on my knees
and
sweet
sweet
sweet
surrender
is all that
i have to give

sweet
sweet
sweet
surrender

is all that
i have to give
and i don't understand
by the touch of your hand
i would be the one to fall
i miss the little things
i miss everything - about you -
it doesn't mean much
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life i left behind me
is a cold room
and
SWEETSWEET
SWEET
SURRENDER
is
all
that
i
have
to
give -



thank you sarah mclachlan

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