warm sunlight
on my chest
cool high-altitude breeze
on my face
sun-kissed skin
cool touch from wind
songs of finch beckon
in my ear
rush of sound
wave of air
through Aspen
Spruce and Pine
wings a flutter
thousands of reps per second
green, blue shimmering wings
in my ear
inches from my face
she shows me her aviary body
royal in appearance
real life fairy
here on the porch
in my ear
by my face
spear for mouth
painted face shines
green and gold
and she’s gone
just a glimpse
her hum travels
behind her
caw of crow
bark of dog
caretakers awake now
moving their load to the lodge
humans aware
slow moving
long hair
find rest
in the fast
hum of air
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Hey, I'm Sheila, glad you're here.
A little about me: I'm a 40-something woman, wife, mom, RN, soap maker and wannabe suburban homesteader. I think better when I write. I've kept a journal since I was 9 and started blogging over 10 years ago.
I'm introverted, but I love people. I'm curious but shy. I'm contemplative and easily distracted. I feel deeply and know numbness. I want to make things right and I'm learning to let go. I wax poetic sometimes and often don't know what to say. It's complicated.
It boggles me that I am Christ's and he is mine. I gaze into the heavens and the Heaven-Maker's words, remember the hard things, fight depression, and long for home and King.
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