[Lady Jag]

Thank you and bless you.

For My Hawk And Playmate - To My True Kindred Spirit - Part IV

Come dance with me At the Star-kissed shores Salt water wavelets Lap at our sores. Faltering steps In longing and pain Marks struggle between Sacred and profane. Pause the dance now For the body is weak In each others arms Is the respite we seek Draw strength anew In the sharing as one We are complete A new round has begun. As we take the first Steps to dance Back to the moors We know in shared heart The future is ours. Come dance with me In the eye of this storm Loving forever We are reborn. Herbert Nehrlich

[jaycee]

That is so beautiful, Lady!

[La Enchiladita]

I love raptors, and feel kindred spirits with the red-tailed hawks when they soar and glide above.

That is a beautiful picture and lovely poem.