The Omega

She is the sun

Glistening like gold on the skin of a Native American queen

The omega

She runs deep with spirits to uplift the soul

A wanderer searching for something to behold

I see her in my dreams

She arrives glorified in a magnificent headdress

Her face splashed with warpaint sitting a top a pale white steed

Adrift in the mist of our enchanted forest

We run along the falls

Mystic wolves in a trance dance on dirty paws

Howling at the moon like two drunken buffoons

We are the effect of a beautiful cause

She is a Goddess incarnate

With her soul full of passion and heart a flame

She ignited a wild fire only she can tame

Something about those eyes...

Like passage ways to eternal life

My curious wish to completely lose myself inside

I believe she exists and I've begged the universe to provide

She must exist for I cannot without her

Tis only a matter of time before we rest at each others side

Alpha & Omega