Natures Song

Mustangs run wild
Dancing across plains of grass
That grow taller then you are
The sun warm on their backs
And the wind
Racing them across the earth

Wolves howl for the moon
Full and low in the sky
Ancient songs of love and loss
Echo in trees as old as the world
Mystery cloaks them in their shadows
But still, they know all

The Spirits dance
In groves of bones
Their sighs echo
Off the tomb stones
Rattling the leaves
And stirring the soil

My world is planted firmly
In books and imagination
My dreams float on the wind
And mingle in the wolves call
I smell the horses
And dance under sun and moon alike

My spirit flows and ebbs with the tides
And I cling to the beauty of the world
With fierce determination
For in a world where all seems lost
Surely there is something good left

And so the mustangs will run on
And the wolves will howl their songs
Spirits watch over us and guide our hands
And maybe
Everything really will be ok