I sit on boulders and they share visions... I see for miles a light scape made of Terra's dream So blown apart I am the indigenous spirit Who sat here with me, decades ago seeing what You migrate through As maps becomes topographical Multidimensional mind in me.
A Hopi Kachina offers a gift I am too blind But would have accepted Give-away.
In stone breath I hunt, but can't **** As there is No end to the soul of oneness. In futility I slay the part where you left me off As I press the air, water, your earth, the void Seeking freedom again Bloodletting the story of heart myths That is fire To find what is true. I told you, you donβt know me, As I am, Unknowable as separation. Desperation pulls a A trigger by the enemy, That is The same fleshy bone matter Diseased or living, You are made Of no coming or going, in the doorway is pure awareness, And we all walk through The same dream the same no thing Since I am this beam, Welcome home.
With blankets as wings they fly from this Jagged dust torn cliff as I stand here now and the elder knows I am her, and told you a sacred story.
Take your chance wanderer I have Been here all along. You are nowhere With me In this Tribal dance... Hell has no chance over my Offerings When this world Is left, Be with me Kachina Wind-walker Rainbow Warrior So I donβt have to go on alone in Oneness no way can you Let me go.