Seeing

Walking through the woods on an autumn day
vines and weeds covering the old dead wood
crackling underfoot. 
The mud of the earth sticks to my sandals and toes still warm from summer.
What am I looking for? 
Signs of life or of death buried here.
Signs of something more than ordinary.
A lee where dragons lay perhaps
A cache of fairies burning firefly oil to light the evenings fading light
A secret door to another realm hiding amongst the shadows
Even a lonely single flower blooming through the old debris
Shadow to light twinkling glitter of promises
You are here
I feel you near
Angel of sanity keeping me safe from harm
folding me in your angel wings
I close my eyes and see
all the spirits mingling near.
walking in this autumn woods
in the light and the dark of shadows
I open my eyes and see you my friend,
seeking the same as I
believing in Miracles that lay at our feet.
Walking through these quiet woods
full of ghosts whispering our names.
We see