Pure fantacy,....Well... most of it is

This is dedicated to a woman that was able to give me more joy in my life and release a beauty from within me on a daily basis that regardless of anything I still feel today I am the better man simply by once having her in my life

A SINGLE FEATHER IN HER BRAIDED HAIR

She awakes to a cool breeze caressing her skin
Opening her eyes surprised she's no longer in her bed
But lying in a field of delicate purple flowers
A deer startled by her appearance leaps back into the dense forest
She's no longer in her gown but a beaded buckskin dress
And a single feather in her braided hair
Before her is a path that she feels she's walked many times before
Rising she walks with eagerness , excitement in her soul
She approaches a clearing of breathe taking beauty
The rising sun has painted a sky of orange and yellow
Majestic snow capped mountains disappearing in the clouds
Splashes of brown and green adorn the mountain face
The sweet scent of pine and jasmine fill her lungs
In the distance she hears Indian drums beating softly
Above her an eagle circles her head as it screeches
Announcing the arrival of a large gray wolf
There is no fear her only emotion is serenity
A metamorphosis as the wolf changes
And in it's place a smiling Indian brave arms open to her
She knows him they have been one in a past life
She begins to walk to him her heart pounding with need
No longer able to wait she runs to him feet bruising on the rocks
She reaches out to him just as he vanishes from sight
Closing her eyes with tears streaming down her cheeks
She feels empty ,shattered by the loss of her love once again
Opening her eyes, her face wet with tears, heart in pain
She's again back in her bed, what a strange bizarre dream
As she rubs her aching feet and removes a single feather
From her braided hair

Written By Patricia

THE JOURNEY OF A LIFETIME
A YOUNG BRAVES STORY

As the chilling northern wind blows , A young brave awakens.
Finding himself alone in his tee pee .
startled by the absence of his Indian princess he looks outside .
something has drastically changed , the air is stale and lifeless
there is only the existence of objects ,
In panic he faces the canyon to call out her name LOVE! LOVE!
suddenly he realizes even the echo refuses to return to him!

What type of world has he awakened to ?
Weak and trembling , he searches for the medicine man.
Surely he will know!
Suddenly the medicine man appears to him ,
saying only one thing before he too disappears
ENTER THE SPIRIT WORLD, SEEK AND YOU WILL FIND

Anxiously he runs for the mountains .
They are ancient , surely I will find knowledge there!
He steadily climbs with purpose ,
Seldom realizing the struggle each step entails
for he is driven by determination to reach the mountains peak!

Season upon season changes and still he journeys on .
Until he comes upon a pond of his Oasis .
Looking at his reflection in the stillness of the water , he realizes .
he is no longer the once young brave that embarked upon this journey
so many seasons ago!
He is now accompanied by three wolves , they are symbols of his character

Suddenly he hears the screech of an eagle above,
It is alerting him , there is a bright but gentle glow in the distant horizon.
Heart pounding like the young brave he once was , he runs!
Even the wind cannot catch him now! Faster and faster he goes
For suddenly he can feel her presence .

As he approaches he becomes mesmerized by her beauty , her innocence, her purity !
Until he realizes this beautiful young princess with the purple violets in the braids of her hair
Is much too young for this old warrior, though she is fully a woman!
As their eyes meet they can both feel the passion of their two souls now becoming one
but knowing it is too late, for time has played such a cruel joke upon these two .
Gently he takes a single violet out of the braids of her hair .
Unable to resist he gently strokes her precious face with his hand.
knowing she will surely feel his love for her , as he replaces her purple violet with a single feather !
One that fell from the sky as his eagle scout alerted him of her presence .
driven by purpose once again he swiftly leaves his newfound love in search of father time
for a love this deep cannot be denied he has found the other half of his very soul
sleep well my young princess as my wolves safely guard you !
I will surely return to you again and again in the peaceful stillness of the night
I have left you my feather of promise , and all the love I have taken a lifetime to obtain

but keep with you also this Indian braves song of protection

NATURALLY

I,-------a leaf from a once mighty oak ,
Blowing to and fro , from the storms of life.
Until the gentle breeze that you are, lifted me,
Carrying me safely , to the solitude of your stillness.

YOU-------a weary traveler,
Endlessly striving to replenish , that which others depleted.
Until I became a pillow for you to rest your head securely upon,
And a blanket to warm you , until purpose softly whispers,-------come !

I-------a torrential rain,
Pouring down upon the mountain tops
Washing down, that which does not belong.
Back to its rightful place.

YOU-------The mountains majestic peak.
Guiding me through the crevices of your very being.
Giving me the power of momentum,
Flowing into the lakes of your valley, as you softly whisper-------stay!

JIMMY DEAN MCMILLEN
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