Summer days fade away
the crowns of trees no longer green
at night the curtains dance in the
cool breeze, to a tune of falling leaves
the sea stirs with phantoms deep
why can’t we see the depth of
lost love, the haunting cries of
lives drifting into an abyss of darkness
the water drum bangs out a tune of
spiritual renewal…my eyes are heavy
drifting into a dream…I feel the anguish
of mother earth as the deer heart beats….
Thump
Thump
Thump
In silence I watch a great blue heron
practicing patience in shallow waters
a lone goose takes a young duck and
fourteen ducklings under her broken wing
the sky turns apricot/plum, will she ever fly
Honk
Honk
Honk
wondering , am I dreaming a feather falls
looking heavenward, I see no bird…
I pick up the feather chanting in a tongue
learned in another dream
the feather grows into more feathers, then
a wing, body, legs and a face take form
a shaman stands before me…. I hear the
roar of thunder overhead…feel the rain
upon my face…NO not more rain, I am
weary from all the storms of life…
falling to my knees, I cry until the stars
appear…charting my way out of this
realm… I sail into the morning light
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author's note: There has been a lot of rain here
lately and I am feeling the storms of life.
