Gypsy soul

Gypsy soul

Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man.


Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are the sea.


Once I was alone. Love blessed me and now I have grandchildren to dance with till my ending.


Once I needed nothing, my Gypsy heart needed the long day, friendship near and abundance of laughter near.


I was born free of rules, borders and not bounded by the need to own everything.


I fell into the chaos of life, into the foolishness of war and I listen to the naysayers.


Today my old eyes, my old body know,


I am not done, we must seek the sweetest honey, places where love can grow.


Teach the children the song of the sea, listen to the wind.


To walk into a cloud and be blessed by the sun.


I feel my Gypsy soul and I know,


we are what we leave behind.


I pray my grandchildren remember, their grandfather danced with the sea and he loved them the most.


Dancing Coyote