Mountain Lion Spirit

Today, I felt myself falling

in the whirl pools of your eyes.

There was no one there to help me –

no present time,

only an eternity of space,

But you never laughed at me,

for getting lost or afraid. 

You just let me be,

and smiled, 

and my spirit grew until…

I believed I could touch your face,

and I wouldn’t be afraid

to be me,

ever again.

 

Prose by James Sams

Photo: Mountain Lions

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