As the dirt and rain,
become part of my outfit.
I stand up in great trance.
The deep vibrations around me,
seem to interact with souls
of beings all over who
come "home" for reasons
such as mine, and that keep them
coming back to play.
The booming echo of haunting
animal's skin creeps up
over the trees and hills.
Howling the insane
breathing green fire.
Brings comfort and wholeness
to the purpose in which
we have united today.
Sharing more than melodies,
seeing more than what meets
the eye of the storm in this
controlled chaotic world.
I then slip into a realm
that keeps nothing masked.
Smoke rises as
ashes fall upon the
tan freckled shoulders
of  real lifetime bonds.