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all blood oratory, our memory of the earth talks, prints our life under the sun & we ate morning things, grape leaves, humor aspirin, light articulation; it made me remember the palms of my hands in the place we took the wishbone, something joyous in the night light of thought breathing that day a truth trembling in the vastness of our own small beings.
(Emma Lou Collier)
Marcy thank you so much!
Illustration by: Geo Kalpataru
As your tears begin to fall
At the darkest night before dawn…
Drop everything on the ground!
We will dance!
Dance in trance with my existence…
I Am, The Shaman
Chant with the beat of my heart
Come closer, open your mouth
Breathe my breath, my life
To the very essence…
Breathe in… Breathe out…
Until the water in the clouds dry out
And the sun comes,
Behind the mountains…
You are healing. I am healing.
We are healing. They are healing.
Now, look at me in The Eye
Slow grind your thoughts with mine…
Lose my Self inside your Self
Until you find me
Drenched in the colors of your energy
Transform them to memories
Not your ordinary fairytale story
The wind brings the feel of spring…
Ahh The Fountain…
Like trees and flowers
We will blossom once…
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