SPIRIT
GUIDE
SPIRIT
GUIDE
| Always a dreamer of mystical places and magical moments, she sits gazing at the stars and the moon pondering the mysteries they hold. The quite of the night her place for gathering thoughts. The dream catcher of her mind holding onto the wisps of images that dance inside her head. This has always been her space of contentment. She had to come in search of an answer. |
| In a place so foreign to her, where bright lights invade the lids of her eyes, and a machine pumps life into her lungs her body lets go of her dauntless spirit. She rises above to look down at all around then leaves this place of anguish to find peace and tranquility in the place beyond. She goes with reluctance into the darkness of night but knows the stars will be her guides to her eternal resting-place, the moon. Is it her destiny to find forever sleep in the bathe of moonbeams? |
| So serene
this place, where a lone eagle soars on the updrafts of time, Its' wings
spread, it glides effortlessly as if a pendulum swaying back and forth
in this forever place. Does it wait for the rays of the sun to warm
its' floating wings, or is it trapped here in the moonlight as a guide
for all who come? It speaks to her in a silent voice, she knows
it is her spirits guide yet the words are not clear. Confused, she
stays suspended between the here and there. Then she hears another,
a voice familiar yet she is unsure why it would be here. The voice
speaks to her, words caressing her spirit as if with the warmth of a desert
breeze, "Do not go, your place here on earth is needed, you can not leave
that which is started unfinished." She struggles with her want of
serenity in this quite place amongst the stars, but the words hold her
back from taking the final step.
Anxious to find the answers she asks her totem spirit for a sign. Eyes closed, hands outstretched she speaks, "Guide me in this journey, lead me on the path to the place my spirit belongs." She feels the rush as wings brush her cheeks, then something light as a cloud lands softly in her hands. Opening her eyes she finds two feathers, one in each hand. "Fly, my feathers will show the way to the path you are to take. Leave this place of darkness and moonbeams for another night. It is not the time for you to come here. It is not the place your spirit calls out to. Return to that which lies below, return to find your true path." With that she wakes in the body that has soared so high above. Wakes to go forward and not look back on this day. For her totem spirit spoke to her and so it will be. She will seek the true path she was meant to travel. |
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her
and she will go forward in
her search.
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