Wild at Heart

Wild at HeartOne last look at *SoliDea FoliEs* single item auctioned outfit for 2Lei . Hair: Lelutka . Mask: LaGyo .

My more regular followers know, or may suspect, I am a writer. I love words, I’d roll around in them like a dog, if only I were able. But when it comes to poetry, I am woefully lacking, I always have been. So for this I follow a few cherished blogs. And this is where a random set of events just seemed to cataclysmically fall into place in, what I think, is a rather peacefully settling way. The Saturday before the 2Lei show, my father had another stroke, so we rushed him to the hospital and it appeared he wouldn’t get better. That Monday, one of these beloved blogs I follow, Blue Angel Wolf “Poetry Under a Hat”, forgive me for not asking to snitch your poem, ( http://blueangelwolf.wordpress.com/2013/11/18/wild-heart/ ) wrote a poem and it moved me deep inside. Having an appointment, in three days, I sent the poem to Skip Staheli (http://www.flickr.com/photos/37690108@N05/ ) asking if it would be okay if we did a picture about the poem and always the creative soul, he readily agreed. But that said, to me, having an idea was great, but I needed to come up with a style for the poem. Wouldn’t you know, one of my best friends in the world, Mila Tatham, ( http://solideafolies.wordpress.com/ ) either that day or soon after, gave me the dress that would be auctioned for 2Lei, the UN’s “International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women.” It was kismet from start to finish. I expected the picture to be done around Christmas, after all I’d just taken it, but as my father’s life declined, we moved him to Hospice yesterday, Skip finished unusually quickly, somehow, maybe from some angel guiding his hand, and with the love of these people, or at least my love for them, this is my borrowed gift (since all the creative talent was given by others) to my father. Thank you all, not just these incredible creators, but you all too. After all, if you didn’t take the time to peek in here, no one would be able to see my present.

~Wild Heart~ By BlueAngel Wolf

my heart is a wild thing
being called I seek
out into the dark
into something unknown
neither goods nor gold
nor house nor hearth
treacherous bonds
or showy mirth
do I seek
or call
my wild heart
not to be possessed
or possess nor control
running in every field of death
wild as wild flowers bloom and fall
emptied to earth’s muddied patience
my wild heart
courageous in vulnerability
honouring great mystery
in cosmic soul humilitiy
blessed in both joy and sorrow
wine and roses hemlock and thorns
transparent to heaven stone-walled hell
either door I’ll love you ever more
in awe from sacred fire source
my wild wild, wild heart

I almost didn’t include a song, but I can’t help it. Today, it fits me. ❤

33 thoughts on “Wild at Heart

  1. i’m near you my Lil Cao, so far but so near… so sorry for your dad
    my thought and my deepest sweet feeling is for u
    love u

    1. the virtual world gave me a best friend whom I love dearly, I was such a gawky, out of sort introvert in a big vast extroverted virtual world, and you adopted me and put me in the middle to your big loving family, you acted like I wasn’t different, or prickly and through it all, I just loved you so. Even though at times, I’m sure you doubt I do. I just want you to know, I am just at times overwhelmed with emotion. But through it all, love is there.

  2. Sending peace to both you and your father …….I feel very honoured that my poem touched you so, wow, you have left me speechless, ……..
    Hugs and warmest of healing thoughts to you Cao !!

  3. I am so sorry to hear about your dad Lil Cao. I am also sorry I am so far behind in reading your blogs, back now from vacation and a lil caught up on things. They seem so insignificant when someone so dear to me is living with fear and pain for someone she loves too. The poem was very moving and the Photo that skip did touched my heart as well. You always touch my heart , no surprise there. I love you and am saying a blessing for you and your father right now. Hugs Cao, until I see you again ❤

    1. Don’t catchup there is nothing of import there my lovely Spirit. You have rested your self and your soul, keep it unstressed and uncluttered. Welcome home gorgie girl, I missed you! ♥♥

      1. Not so Beautiful, there was plenty I had missed and I enjoyed every single word you posted. I will never let too many of your blogs slip past me if I can help it. You are a bright spot to an ordinary day, and even when the news is not all good it makes my bond with you more solid. So, catch up I did and follow I will.
        Much love Doll-face

  4. The sublime work, by both artists, beautifully harmonize with the love you share with your father.
    Sending love and peaceful energy your way. ❤ ❤

  5. Big hugs Cao, having lost my own father four years ago. I know it’s a hard place to be in. My thoughts and prayers are with you. ❤

    1. Indeed, life is magically beautiful. As I say, if you don’t believe me, look at the wonderment and open-hearted belief in the eyes of a child as they gaze at the vast wildness of the ocean for the first time. Thank you Thos, so much!

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