Journey

Shapeshifting ~ is it possible?  

Feet are solid 
On the ground 
Dust is swirling 
Round and round

Rooted, grounded 
Sacred space 
Sounds are growing 
Cello, bass

Energy entwining 
Above, below 
Flowing, merging 
Transformation slow

Tempest howling 
Earth steady 
Energy growing 
Physical body ready

Casting off shape 
Form is a blur 
Metamorphosis, streamline 
Feathers and fur

Hunting the field 
Scaling the height 
Snuffling the underbrush 
Soaring in flight

Freedom, fluid 
The web is strumming 
Carefree, unbound 
Daylight is coming

Remembrance, pulling 
A drawing down 
Reverence, reluctance 
Cold wind blown

The beating heart 
The senses reeling 
Stretching, tingling 
Awkwardness, feeling

Joy in memory 
Warm blood, taste 
Physical body 
Is not in haste

The wind is quiet 
The moon is low 
Birds are singing 
The horizon aglow

A blessing received 
Sustenance given 
Time to leave 
Inspired ....... driven 

When I read Suzy Turner's The Raven Saga, I associated her story with this poem.  

You can read my review of Raven here, December Moon here and The Lost Soul here (I actually linked this poem on that last review).

Raven is FREE on Kindle, the other two in the series are reasonably priced at £1.84 (as at 15th August 2013)