Faye Poem by deborah shepard

I shall call my darling

The magical, gentle spirit,

In forest green

I am called through azure lithe

Crystalline waters to bathe

I am in his earthy shadows,

mother Faye

Mystical beaches reveal our passages in time

Light beckons my door to each soft memory

The cries of his lone wolf soul

See the great journey, with light ahead

Dance with me through each lost night

Touch small sparrows wings

My warrior will speak of his love in time

See the fires glaze in his teepee

awaking me Come home my warrior, I play the soften drums