i see you
in the mirror of my life
there in the twilight
not knowing.. not breathing.. just being..
who is to know what is real?
from the fire in my aura
you are alive with the heat that wraps around you in a field
of that which is alive,
© r.e.l. 1/23/11
image ‘Red Tree Spirit’ by Ron Moss
posted for Poetry Potluck week 20: Peace, Relaxation, Spirituality on Jingle Poetry