Intonation
Vibration
Intention
Roots growing down
into the ground.
I am free
like the tree.
In love with flowers.
With rain.
It gives me power
to overcome pain.
Under the full moon
with its light shown
that I am not alone.
Into the night I walk
there is no need to talk.
I am the fox
I am the phlox
My hair in locks
is an antenna
of reception and transmission.
It does not matter the situation.
What matters is the vibration.
Takes time
to lend (tend) what is mine
to mend.
My own mind.
To Love
like a dove.
My heart flutters
My eyes open
My hands are gentle.
The bark of trees
speaks language.
Like curves of hills
Fish with their gills
The ocean
is a potion.