ancient hymns of dafree whitewolfe – i (as she danses on silver waters)

as she danses on silver waters


sit and feel her hart beat heron wings


taste the silver water mirroring stardust


hear the beaver tail clap the hand of spirit


see minnows become golden trout dancing deep waters


hear her hart of harts lifting wonderment on eagle wings

strongly slowly gracefully beyond lake waters lapping


endlessly the shore endessly…

kiss the shifting sands as a drifting white wolfe sits howling

without effort…

to his numinous beloved radiantly

further up and futher in...^^~~~~~

…further up is further in…^^~~~~

dafree whitewolfe

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