best viewed with an open mind "Once upon a time I was falling in
love. Now I'm only falling apart..."
Welcome to Reflections of My
Soul!
This is where I sit and do a lot
of thinking. I
like to listen to the music and reflect. I've written a few little
pieces,
not Bronte to be sure.But they are my thoughts put to
words,
Reflections of My Soul in a way. Maybe you will find them interesting.
I hope so.
(*note* I have split this site into 5 pages to
shorten the load
time, but it still takes a while.)
I live in Florida, but this
is where my heart
and spirit reside. Wado Spiritmate for this beautiful
picture of my
heart's desire.
From the day's first light until
the birth of night The candle in my window will always
burn bright For you it will burn, no matter how
long you roam Flame burning brightly to guide your
way home.
Sheo (09/15/98)
Original artwork by S. Lyman
I am honored this day. Wado Wolf! June 1, 1998
I am the weaver of dreams. I am the dream keeper. I gently walk thru your sleep, placing visions in your heart. I travel on soft night winds thru the land of Dream Spirits. I protect you while you sleep. I am the Guardian Spirit... the Guardian of your dreams...
by SheoWolf
Yes, I have danced with the
wind...
In my first summers, the wind and I frolicked in fields of
sunshine. We made dandelion spirits fly to the
heavens and watched as they gently returned
to earth.
As my summers grew in
numbers, my wind and I became strong. We danced headlong to unknown
places, throwing caution aside. Those were the summers of my
youth. The summers of seeking. The wind and I danced a rebel's
dance.
Soon the wind softened, we danced
to another song. This dance brought a lover's kiss to
my lips, A gentle caress to my cheeks. As we danced, I learned to love and
be loved.
Many summers have passed and now
it is fall. The wind whispers to me and holds me
close. It has become a soft warm breeze and
sings to me. While we wait to dance our final
dance...
Yes, I have danced with the
Wind...
by SheoWolf/DiannaWolfe
"Stirring Thoughts" by L. Bogle
Whispers
Whispers behind her back, Whispers just above a whisper. Not loud enough for all to hear, But loud enough for her to hear... "heart of stone", she hears Carried on the soft winds. The words wound, they hurt. The words cause tears to start. Her heart whispers, "not always did we have a heart of stone." She smiles a secret smile. Remembering different whispers. They were together, they were apart. She dries her tears. Now she whispers "yes, a heart of stone... Never to be broken again..."
by SheoWolf
You and I started out as
strangers. Then, we became friends. Then, there
was more. We went our separate ways, but never
parted. We each found a love, but still loved
one another. You were there to hold me when I
needed to be held. You helped to mend my heart when
another broke
it. You believed in me when I lost faith
in myself. You were my strength when I was weak. You wiped the tears from my eyes and
made me laugh
again. How can I thank you for the joy and
love you've
given me? I love you my Dear One. You will
always be with
me.
by SheoWolf (6/10/97) (dedicated to WildWind, my forever friend & like
spirit)
For Sequoyah...
So softly did you enter my world I hardly knew you were there. I turned and saw you You greeted me with a smile, called me friend. We chatted like magpies, found we were like spirits. Like children under a blanket we shared secrets and dreams, tears and laughter. You share your wisdom with me I learn from you. You are a beacon of light guiding me thru the shadows. You are sister, you are friend
you are Sequoyah...
SheoWolf (11/12/97)
courtesy of WulfSpiryt
Wolf is my companion, we walk together on our journey. Wolf is my guide, he shows me the path I must walk. Wolf is my guardian, he protects me from all harm. Wolf is my teacher, he shares the wisdom of the ages. Wolf is my comfort and warmth, I find shelter in his shadow. Wolf is my spirit, he has touched my soul.
SheoWolf (11/12/97)
A thought...loves lost?
In this season of my life, I look
back to see the
roads I have traveled and there have been many. I remember those who
have
touched my life, some more than others. I wonder how I have touched
their
lives. I remember loves who have come and gone.
Many say it is better to have
loved and lost than
never to have loved at all. As I sit here listening to the music of
life,
I wonder how one can lose a love? Some I have loved and who have loved
me, even for a brief moment, are not physically in my life. They have
gone
on to other loves. So love does not get lost, it continues on a
different
path. It continues to grow in other places. The person may be gone, but
the memory of their love has stayed within my memory.
There have been loves in my life
that were bittersweet.
But, even those loves were filled with magic at one time. Even those
loves
can bring a secret smile to my heart and a cherished memory to mind.
So, I ask myself, how can love be
lost? Love can
only be lost if one chooses to lose it. I must not lose the memory of
the
loves I have known. Love is such a precious gift. I must learn from
those
loves and build on them, so that I and my heart will be ready for
yet another love, if one should find us.
by SheoWolf (11/18/97)
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web
home...
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