she was the wind

swift and silent

a blur to the eye

a shadow of existence

 

the heart of nature

enticed by the smell

triggered by the site

movement without thought

 

beauty in the sunlight

whether running or standing still

the golden glow of her coat

the shimmering essence of her soul

 

pure mindful instinct

to see a thousand miles

to be every step every leap

to fly across the world

 

to stop..stand still..listen

to peer into the future

to see what we could not

to know beyond our understanding

 

to look into her eyes

deep brown and endless

to see into her soul

and want to go there

 

to feel the silk of her

to melt into her hugs

to lean together in the breeze

to become one with the wild

 

goodbye my friend

my lover of the wind

come home someday

and let me see you again....