Flight of the FalconIt was a late summer night. I was perched on a branch thinking about all that hadhappened recently. Maybe, I should just start from the beginning. It all started yesterday afternoon. I was out in the brush playing with my brother Kyle. “Bet you can’t catch me,” he teased. “Bet I can,” I yelled back. We were on the ground panting and laughing, I stared up at the sky. “Kyle, what do you think the sky is like?” I said. “Wishing you could fly again?” he teased. I was about to answer when a sudden glimmer caught my eye. Up in a small tree, was a shining gold bracelet. I got up off the ground and walked toward it. All the colors of the sunset were glinting off it. I took it out of the tree and showed it to Kyle. “Hey look at this!” I said excitedly. “Cool,” he murmured not caring to look at all. I let out a huff of br
Dream DanceA wolf in the fieldWhose crying fills the silenceEchos in the canyon~Her senses alertEars listening eyes watchingShe gives a signal~More wolves come to playUnder the light of the moonHere they howl and dance~The night passes fastAnd soon the sun is risingBut the wolves are gone~With the fading nightThe wolves leaped into the skyTo start believing~The she-wolf is thereWatching the dreams of othersHiding in the dark
Lost RefugeWe watch and waitEverlastingFor our true fateTake me awayFrom this far nowAnother dayDo breathe with meMy dreams of pastThat I might beLook to my heartAnd seek to beatFind my lost partIn the refuge found