Walk on the Wind
She was beautiful in her way
Her soul showed in her face.
She wrapped me up in a buffalo robe
Laid me down and rubbed my feet.
She burned sage and sweet grass
And lit a pine scented candle
She chanted just audibly
Until I went to sleep.
We dreamed or perhaps for a moment
We wakened from a life long dream
And saw realities of each other.
There was nothing for us together.
She told me I would walk the wind alone
I told her, remain free, untamed and wild.
Poem courtesy and copyright ©Kelly Collins ,2004
Source: The Cage Unhitched Poetry Forum