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Here are a few poems that I have written. I hope you enjoy them.

Answers at the Well

Weary from my journey,
Disheartened by many obstacles,
I come to the Well
To refresh my body, mind and spirit.

I see it there on the path ahead,
Inviting,
Welcoming.
I approach to find it full.
I drink from my cupped hands.

She appears,
Radiant,
Smiling,
Embracing me with Her eyes,
Her heart,
Her Spirit.

"Why have you come to me?"

"Sweet Mother, I come seeking
Your nurturing wisdom.
I need your guidance.

"You know my heart.
You hear my prayers.
You know my troubles.
I come for answers.
I offer my soul."

Tenderly She smiles.

"My dearest child,
I have known you since before your birth.
I know your soul.
You who are so dear to me,
Who humbly offers all,
You shall receive your heart's desire.
Have patience.
All shall be as it must."

I drink at the Well, and I am refreshed.
She hears me.
She comforts me.
I am Hers.

Early Spring

A warm winter day,
Has spring come too soon?
Bare branches of weeping willows along the road
Shine like golden hair blowing in the steady winds.

A lone wolf circles, calling to me on the winds
Which blow my hair this way and that way,
My mind dancing with dreams
Of far-away places and the unknown future.

I hear the voice of another on the wind.
This is not a wolf, but a cougar,
His soft voice calling me,
His purr reaching to me in my dreams.

Yet another calls to me and I smell his scent,
Feel his fur against my skin;
Coyote howling in the cold breezes
Of a spring come too soon.

The bear responds to these voices:
Do they hear?
Do they answer?
Do they come?

New buds on the trees,
New grass underfoot.
Spring is coming.
Gaia awakens with love and joy for all.

Storm on North Mountain

Strong Wind blowing
Clouds moving across the mountain
I hear the song of Air
Singing to my heart
Speaking to my soul
"Fly with me!"

Lightning flashes within the storm
Calling me to the hunt
Energy charging my Spirit
Offering the adventure of the unknown
Demanding that I PAY ATTENTION!
"Dance with me!"

Rain pours down
Filling the streams and washes and rivers
The song of Water
Giver of life
Flowing within me
"Swim with me!"

Mountain stands
Shrouded in rain and clouds
Struck by lightning again and again
Yet it remains
Changing but the same
"Stand with me!"

My Spirit soars with the wind
Dances with the lightning
Swims with the waters
Stands on the mountain
My Spirit soars to receive the gift of Eagle
The messages of The One.

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