Water falls, mountains, clear running streams
with tiny mirrors of reflections of souls that
shimmered like crystal beads on blue shivering waters.
Strange apparitions danced in wolf clothing and dreams
that came to life. Spirits exhaled a dark evil smoke from
their lungs. Spirits then swallowed down a luminous
drink of peace, light and harmony.
Legions of warriors gathered in a circle in the cool brisk
flowing water with arrows of protection strapped firmly
across their chest of iron.
An old Indian woman rested on an old hollowed log,
chanting the rare prophectic words of a haunting host,
lingering with chill in the nestled woods.
The old Indian woman chanted with the spirits.
"Run towards your destiny like a wild beauty."
Out of the misty filled fog, stood a brave white tiger,
sent by the spirits appeared like a ghost that lock me
deep inside it's icy blue eyes that launched me upon
the waves of the ocean, preparing my future.
The great white tiger became my higher guide.
Protecting me from the unknown, gave my enemies
no place to hide.
Spirits from the past reunited around flames of fire to
celebrate with great pride. Running out of the burning flames
was a white tiger. Together the spirits chanted the words,
"For your time has come to shine like a red ruby.
Run towards your destiny like a wild beauty."
Wild Beauty was written by Valerie Caramella copyrighted in 2008