Calling to the Wind – Gathered Friends Feathering New Jingles.
Shapeshifting self-receptive existence
We spin like a top, wildly free out of control laughing man burning frontier.
Devil-may-care notwithstanding any voices outside our self-inflicting cosmic story.
Walking through jungles break stepping ten thousand miles to nowhere in particular, waiting for none other than self-made millionaire within understandings of soul contracts and purpose-driven life.
There it is! Up ahead of the roads crossing with lights flickering from haze to constant glowing.
Stepping beside the comfort of sure-footed knowing, stepping into a great Canvas of uncommon themes of collective spinnings.
Knapsack over the resident artist with brushstrokes dawdling in technicolor dippings of past and future holdings.
Piecing together fabrics of past-life, traumatic anecdote, recalling the voice of creation speaking loudly – go forth and multiply.
It is time – drawing high – elevating songlines and tales of prophets and sages before mixing in present-day phenomenon cleansing truths.
Calling to the winds – gathered friends feathering new jingles found deepest in the jungle source of ancient ones – co-creating breathtaking views mirrored by loved ones and hollowed bones shapeshifting self-receptive existence – serenity between the fabric of creation.
While on vacation, without a computer at my disposal, attempting to capture my thoughts with a magical rectangle in hand, equipped with only poolside stories of yesterday and yesteryears. Sadly, Medium does not allow my adding to publications on an iPhone but my own.Finding myself in the business office of vacation’s hotel.Thank you Drury inn and suites!
Accepting the writer’s call to the prompted song, filling a space of sacred written words for readers and gawkers alike.
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Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and more importantly the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.