Ghost and shadows- Chapter three.

Ghost and shadows- Chapter three

A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
Chapter three.. Love find us, we do not find love—John Donne.)         

           Ghost and shadows- part three…

She laughed at his words. Am I your great love still? He told her. Love can be fleeting, love can careless, love can be holy. When we are young. We are just dancers upon the earth seeking things to make us happy.  We will love often and we will have one great love. I drove to Port Austin in January and I wanted to drink myself to death. The Goddess of kind Lake Huron brought you to me. I found you sitting alone, praying into your drink. I prayed for a kind woman for many years. I believed love had forsaken me. I remember you talks about your artwork, Lake Huron and I loved how your eyes danced with excitement. I knew I was blessed to be in them.

Tanya smiled and she told him. I thought I would be alone till death. I forgot love and your words and laughter, made me remember love. No-one wants wants a woman who love to paint, the quiet places and not to be captured. Like the Raven on my back, I love wall-less places, un-locked doors and long conservations. You opened me up to things I forgot. I remember you told me. Beautiful Tanya, my beloved. We must rid ourselves of ugly attitudes, the naysayers and the big cities. Let’s us stay in Port Austin. You and me. You can paint Port Austin, the Lake St. Huron and the rocky beaches. I will write the great novel.

He smiled and he told her. We talk every morning, drink the strong coffee for five months. We walk the Lake Huron break wall, twice daily. Are you tire of me yet? He kissed her hands and he told her. We have saw too much, allowed our hearts to be corrupted. And in your eyes dear Tanya. I feel young and hopeful. You are my great love.

She smiled and they stood-up and they walked to the two mile break wall of Port Austin. She told him. The lake is wild this morning and today will be warm. Hand in hand, two people, once strangers, now friends walked together with hopeful hearts.
Johnnie told the Lake Huron. Thank you for the kind woman who love to dance with the sun and the moon.

Dancing Coyote