Confident and strong, self-assured, you are the lion watching from afar, eyes full of majestic courage and compassion, both unexpected and unrivaled in all my life.
I am the lioness, pacing, who thinks she’s only a lamb always being picked as prey when she least expects peaceable friends to pounce. Deep in my brave heart memory surges.
There on the grassy plains beneath the Joshua Tree we lay outside of time. I listen to freedom’s roar and become champion of your days. Back home tonight, I stretch, full again
With the wonder of you, knowing myself more than I have in a long, long time. In the morning, I will rise, tentative but sure; my place is in the hunt and by your side.
I tried to measure the depth of this poem by using sticks of creativity and any time I dipped one I found out that I needed a longer stick to reach the depth of your wisdom well. This one blew me up Dawn. Speechless I am.
Paul;-)
love Tinka
thanks for sharing
William .....Peace & Love
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Love,
Eileen