my island October 2, 2019 a poet's playground, evocative muse, meditation relaxation my sanctuary my solitude no distractions no conversations no wake no sleep merely my heart my breath my soul’s content
she-wolf beauty was seen by the observer serenity seemed to surround her being she unaware of others for her intent was in the gaze was it prey she studied was it her long lost pup was she in a trance of