wildcat

here i stand – amidst the trees  

i hear the echoes of wind 

that whistle through this valley 

for evermore

my intuition,
she whispers,

"they're worried,"

she whispers,

"it's not safe,"

she tells me things i could not see with my eyes
and always, i listen

What do you wonder,

just by yourself?

What do you dream?

Say nothing else.

Tell me your hopes,

your wishes,

your every desire,

'cause life is short,

days aren't long.

If you wish 

The lovely Lady of Summer is carefree and beautiful, she swims in lakes and dances with flowers as her long hair floats in the warm breeze 

here in the forest, there is a-waiting
a little bird, quiet and sweet
she does not quite understand
how they could have born her

these foreign beasts

meet me in the dream where the windows open onto bird flight

          with sparrows flitting shadows across the room,