In the stillness I found myself bound by
ten thousand days and nights
in a fire red desert
you were dancing, chanting
praying for rain, for tears
to drown, wash my soul down
to the earth, bear my rebirth
your hands red clay, shaped
burnt offerings, smudge grey sage
snake whispers cloaked in skies of smoke
hum of drums
leather bound polished stones
with peyote, I have gone
home where the
earth and sky
become one
Shapeshifter
I laugh
no future
no past