The Gypsy in my Heart

I donned on my gypsy skirt ready for the road,

my chariot 'Celeste' she calls and I must wander....

The traveler in me has been agitated for awhile,
I feel the heat in still,
needing that cool breeze under my skirts....
I know not where paradise will beckon,
but to be sure I will tell all to paradise seekers upon my return,
in the meantime share your moments of beauty
with one and all,
love Susan x

Comments

Unknown said…

That heart dwelling Gypsy gets one to do all sorts of things, I understand and in my experience answering the call of the travelling winds signs one up for an evolution. Enjoy, be blessed and connected and tell us stories on your return. x

31 August 2013 at 17:35

Mystic Meandering said…

Another meandering Mystic! :) lol Can't wait to hear your tales!

1 September 2013 at 00:15

Carola Bartz said…

Ah that gypsy skirt!! Enjoy your travels and come back with many tales.

1 September 2013 at 00:54

Cat said…

hello my lovely gypsy sister!
I have missed your beautiful musings
I am back
and look forward to hear
where this adventure takes you!
♥

love and light

3 September 2013 at 15:03

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