Fine-Feathered

I know my fine-feathered spirits that you see the forest through the smoke, like many, I'm just going with the flow of the Spirit.

I do not mean to cause you to think that I do not see you,
the smoke is below,
I sense it staying there,
We rising above it to its extinguishment...

Peace and Love

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime