PURE SPIRIT

Pure spirit,

She sits on the green grass

And in her power.

Pure spirit,

Unfettered by creed or color

Uncluttered by politics or religion.

Pure spirit,

Eyes comfortably closed,

Hands open to the golden sun.

Her silent prayer for peace

Leaps across the miles

And lands in my heart.

Her magic strikes me

Whenever I see her picture

Or think of her name.

And I sit, enchanted,

Shifting inside.

My heart opens to the

Mighty power within.

And I, too

Become pure spirit.

Definitely for a moment,

Perhaps for an hour,

One day, for all eternity.

O, to walk on the air,

To dance on the sea

To see

What pure, raw spirit sees.