the wind is makin' me hungry (or just crazy)

winds come, stretching out time and laying it underneath the sunshine to heal. thoughts wander between blowing branches and dust to wonder, still, about every step. intent and unconscious decisions guide me blindfolded through rolling hills to an unknown, but sworn, promise. my tummy growls, but it is my mind that is hungry! always searching out...always looking within...for more pieces of this puzzle, more vitality, more creation, more peace, more time to linger in those soft pockets of candle lit clarity. i sigh with breath made up half from contentedness and half of desire. perhaps, it is tinged, as well, with the inevitable uncertainty that is the root of all questions. i raise my face to the moment and my glass to the toast! with shy trust i keep moving forward, with blind faith i keep growing. to do my best to be of this beautiful light flowing through all that is, i vow. for a minute i almost let myself awaken to hear the mountains whisper across the miles that i am still the daughter, the mother, and the crone~