Just this morning
I ran
for the sheer joy of motion
through sage and sunflower
to feel the wind
lifting me up
I rose to rocky windows
and shouted out to you
my greeting
my longing for you
gift wrapped in sunshine
carried on the wind
by butterflies
and flower petals over valleys
and far away
I run home
jump into my feathered cloud
slide into sleepiness
to the sound of my beating heart
and hope to wake
to the sweet music of your voice
the tingle of your breath in my ear
be the warm moonlight
that I may feel your mystic glow
all over me
over and over
again
