Journey Poem by JJ Evendon

A star filled night gives way to dawn,
a coyote is heard howling in the distance.
I watch as smoke rises from a burnt out fire
taking my dreams to the heavens.
Coffee's cold but warmer than the air,
pack and saddle my horse,
morning freshness rejuvenates my thoughts.
Sun on my back, my shadow guides the way,
life ain't easy as 1 2 3.
Blue skies and wisps of clouds here and there,
eagles fly with an all seeing eye
sensing spirit, sensing life.
Overlooking a ridge, a native American Indian stands
he chants, arms out, a salute to the sun
his path guided by the light.
He too is on the same journey,
a journey that draws nature's spirit ever closer,
where life is seen through its eyes.
Where one walks in shadow,
another walks the sun.
We revolve - 3 2 1.