In September some years ago
I drove through Wyoming
Chasing the sun to California
I stopped over in Cheyenne
Breathing in her energies
The sign was 4 large crows
I had been there in oil painted
Dreams
With one uniquely like me
While the messengers arose
And in the winter time letters
As awareness to the soul ID
Ascends to its peak
From one time traveler
To another I wrote,
“And one day we will meet in Cheyenne”
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 11:10 PM UTC
In September some years ago
I drove through Wyoming
Chasing the sun to California
I stopped over in Cheyenne
Breathing in her energies
The sign was 4 large crows
I had been there in oil painted
Dreams
With one uniquely like me
While the messengers arose
And in the winter time letters
As awareness to the soul ID
Ascends to its peak
From one time traveler
To another I wrote,
“And one day we will meet in Cheyenne”
