Photograph taken by, Theresa Jodray

Freeing the soul and looking through azure eyes
I sit upon the mountaintop, smelling the crispness
Sensual sliding of the wind’s hands caresses my hair
There below is the chaos of the civilian lairs

But here upon the mountain in wilderness village
I feel at home inside and out knowing I am in house
Animal voices and chattering trees tell of my arrival
Acceptance relaxes and I am set free to wander

Heart and mind grow bigger each wind swept moment
And I am purged of the lair’s impurities below
Cleansed by nature and renewed in vows, brand new
I must leave the village only to fight the chaos again

Wind swept hair and cleansed within I will return
Knowing when the time is right I will lay down here
Caressed and silenced only to be greeted by Angels
Then led to the village at the end of all eternal time