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Sampson (At least I didn't pull the house down)
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Étouffée Each day,
my hair grows,
my strength increases,
as I distance myself
from who I was,
what I've done,
and left undone.
As my hair grows,
free and untamed,
I feel my soul
slip loose
of the many manacles
that bound all that I was;
embracing the power
of being naked and alone,
the freedom of solitude,
the ability to only direct one course,
and for better or worse,
influence another.
:) until you buy goats and influence an entire herd!
there is something beautiful in the feeling of only holding power over one :) with a whole new form of beauty in the ability to influence...
Much Love
Ashley
:-)
I had doubts that this would connect, but I love this one ;-)
:)
I am just attched to the goat herding, and thus they will be in 80-90% of my comments from hence forth until they exist! <3
Much Love
Ashley
;-)
I've got to work out the coyote situation first. I did clear some land and am thinking I could build them a 360 pen for nighttime, but I hear they can be escape artists. Just don't want the little buggers to be dinner! ;-) I can see it though; me, Luna & a couple goats wandering through the woods and river bottoms!
:/
this is true they are smart and can escape things easy enough.... they also might figure out that barn means saftey and freedom means dinner bate...
Much Love
Ashley
True Growth
...that feeling of the "soul slipping loose". It comes with the passage of decades - for women it comes post menapausal. Shackles at my feet, I have emerged as Lady A
:-D
And what a beautiful creation you are, dear Lady A! I believe mine was more "post compostal"! Once I was able to get free of 30 years of decomposing humanity, I think I might just sprout anew;-) Might make good fertilizer for writing though ;-)