Gypsy Spirit In The Wind


She enters silently

like the dusk, like the fireflies, like the dew on the grass.

Barefooted, wild haired, wide eyes


third eye open

heart open

ears open

open to the possibilities

open to the future

open to love

to life

to the memories of the past

the dreams of future

of what was


what will be

the seen



She’s the gypsy spirit

the free spirit

the wind

and sea

the earth

she’s you


she’s me.


Today’s hippie free verse poetry off the top of my head.

Have a beautiful day friend!

Much Peace Love Art!


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