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 -
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
- GYPSYWOMAN
- 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
come dance with me...
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
Showing posts with label free will. Show all posts
Showing posts with label free will. Show all posts
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
the holy trine
they come
they come
their hearts upon the drum
they come from another place
another time
from the dark recesses
of our mind
and soar on wings unseen
the tribal elders to convene
they speak in
voices still unknown
to the lion upon the throne
and from their kingdom come
the will of them be done
by the gods’ design
of the holy trine
the human to extol
and have our souls made whole
so we must now our sins atone
and in the end we’ll be shown
the way to die without death
and breathe again another breath
they come
their hearts upon the drum
they come
they come
their hearts upon the drum
they come from another place
another time
from the dark recesses
of our mind
and soar on wings unseen
the tribal elders to convene
they speak in
voices still unknown
to the lion upon the throne
and from their kingdom come
the will of them be done
by the gods’ design
of the holy trine
the human to extol
and have our souls made whole
so we must now our sins atone
and in the end we’ll be shown
the way to die without death
and breathe again another breath
they come
their hearts upon the drum
they come
our
will
be
done
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
when dragons fly and demons sing...
of her own free will
she’ll lay her down in the waters still
and pray to let them seep right in
way down deep where it all begins
soak right in to her very core
and open wide the flood gate door
where ancient seers have their say
if light will shine another day
when dragons fly the ancient skies
and demons sing their lustful cries
she’ll lay her down in the waters still
and pray to let them seep right in
way down deep where it all begins
soak right in to her very core
and open wide the flood gate door
where ancient seers have their say
if light will shine another day
when dragons fly the ancient skies
and demons sing their lustful cries
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