Wisp

Over the hillsides, together we burn space and time....galloping with the wind... Clouds take me by the hand, and wind takes you by the mane Nothing outside our world can rival this contentment I can close my eyes, and trust that you will keep me safe O' beautiful creature that you are, your every movement breeds a fever Your every stride, takes me onto the precipice of happiness We are runaway dreamers, in the moment of some happy memory I hear the infinite past at the heels of your enchanted hoof Which ancestor first felt this same connection? At one with nature, at one with beast....O' beautiful creature that you are In the deep evening light of the early winter storm We are in a crystal white garden, just a trace of a moon between the clouds The chill of the snowflakes falling, as the wind is the force behind us while sight of your warm breath streaming is white in the moonlight's beam A trail left behind in our intimate world.... Such a moment is proof....like an ancient legend That we have passed this way Snow is still falling, but nothing can erase that we have been here We are the messengers...together we will be witness to the world That the hearts of species as wide as the universe Wind beneath our souls as one Can beat as one....drawn together, like poetic and timeless music I am part of you....and you are part of me And that both hearts can feel the same remorse when day is done -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------