Rich
Your treasury is full of gems and gold.. You, and your spirit are very rich… |
Your treasury is full of gems and gold.. You, and your spirit are very rich… |
Sometimes
it appears
we are not complete, whole
It is an illusion
We are an integral
part of the whole
of creation
I am the prayer,
as with every breath
I lean into my spine
and remember
for the eternity within each moment
that I am,
and give thanks
On the road in lateness
in the dark of new moon
eyes softened by miles
sticker bush and cows
there, like a phantom,
in the flash of my light
time stood still in vision,
lynx with glowing eyes
and high fashion boots
In that lodge of the heart
where all my relations dwell
where spirits pause
to pray, to sing, to honor
there in the womb
of our common mother
wells up true humanity,
there I am cleansed
of the lesser, as I give
a piece of me
in earnest effort