My life work is an attempt to ground the pure, visionary spirit in the imperfect, intoxicating sensuousness of worldly life. -Thomas Moore-

Wild heart you’re never far away.

You’re in the rumble of the sky and the lightening up high.

Oh wild heart you’re never left behind.

Your essence for life clears my mind.

Your beauty brings a dance to the silence of the nights.

Your truth erases battles of an inner fight.

While the language of the wilderness echoes from my soul.

The rain and the thunder orchestrate love to flow.

Wild heart you’re my soul, the lover of my spirit you guide me without control.

Spirit gift, the lover of my soul, thank you for the the inspiration of letting go.

I’m in the whisper through the trees limbs and the breeze guiding every leaf to bend.

I’m in the petals of the daisies surrounding the center you see as sunshine again.

I’m in the color of the rocks lining the shore.

I’m you touched by the presence and the depth to learn more.

I am free to be me and be and love for eternity.