My ambrosia

My ambrosia

Wonderful lady, kind friend.
Once we free-climbed the California fault line,
once we climbed to unknown places.
We found hidden waterfall and places to know perfect beauty.
You were my South Dakota wildflower and
I was seeking forgiveness.
I remember you,
dancing with the free water,
your bare skin against the flowing water.
I told the mountain, I told the sun and
I told the waterfall.
I love my ambrosia, I love her so.
Thank you kind spirits of life and death for showing me,
I am not alone.
Dancing Coyote