Mists of the Soul

I have been a spiritual seeker of the path most of my life, as most I am a combination of many universal traditons ideals and beliefs and talents. I lean towards Native American, because the energies of where I live. Lakota tribal land in NNW Iowa, USA My journey began in search of the Great Flood in religions, and I wandered from there... Seeker, Guide, Artist, Watercolorist. Calligrapher

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Into the mist

into the mist I slip in sleep, my mother sleeping hair short and blonde cold as always I stroke her hair to comfort her, as she comforted me as a child I lay my self next to her as we napped when I was a child, and I held her I come out of the mist white bright and warm, I light a candle for her for she is gone