Ode to the painted warrior ♥️

~ Hear my plea Painted warrior of the northern hills Autumn leaves brushes over the crispy winds I yearn for you Brave soul of turquoise waters & the turtle tribal lands I adore the presence of yours Like the lady wolf howls at the distant moon A touch ignite the flames Under the ashes and dust A gaze that breaths life To the barren lands A soul unleashes the innocent beasts yet to be free My beloved painted warrior of the north Come as you are With the brushes and scars The roses and thorns For I, The gardener of Sharon Await to welcome you Home.