Poetry

Journey of Wind and Seed

Transformation is my constant ground How to sink roots into shifting sands? What kind of flower am I that has no roots? I’m like the seed of a dandelion flower Blowing in the wind At the whim of whatever current catches me Though a slight intentional twist and turn can hook me onto the path…

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She Sings To Me in Serpents Whisper

She Sings To Me in Serpents Whisper We are one, connected through eons of spiral form We are one, in all the petals of my being We are one, portals of her dreaming through my movements We are one, she dances me through magic and medicine We are one, reunion and Divine Awakening We are…

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