Gypsy Blood
There’s a storm that’s been gathering in me — I’ve sensed it for some months. It’s come in small surges, receding each time. But that distance thunder has been there, and I’ve been counting the seconds between the lightning strikes and their snaps.
It wasn’t until last week that I was asked to stand still that the full rush came over me, and I felt it begin to move me.
The wind…it’s calling me. I hear my name carried on it, as it pushes me and knots my hair.
My gypsy blood is hot right now, and I need all of its magic. I need its electricity, its potency, its power.
New places are coming, but right now, all I know is the rain.
{photograph by Brent Thomson, used under Creative Commons license}
I know the feeling all too well – ride the wave Brandi
Let the adventures begin!!
My sweet friend… it’s been far too long! We need to catch up so I can hear all about your upcoming adventures.
Beautifully written, this.
xo