inner gypsy

I borrowed the phrase “inner gypsy” from my friend Kerianne’s jewelry business: Inner Gypsy Design at www.innergypsydesign.com

I move even in my dreams
following some inner gypsy
a restless muse
always just around the next corner
I can hear her sometimes
laughing a siren song
of black starry nights
on lonely hills
dusty winds blowing
patterns in forgotten dunes
and sometimes I find
a lost bangle
as though she’s left me
silver clues
hinting at the drama
of wine and tambourines
or the silence
of decorated statues
and sometimes I catch a glimpse of her
bathing in some forest stream
the sacramental baptism
of a naiad soul
and then I wake to find
her gone again
roaming ahead
forging a path
I can’t help but follow.