Fleeting memories half glimpsed
Pop in, pop out, like little imps.

LIGHT!

Bright heavenly light chases away
The heavy night. Small forms
Step and creep,
Filling the chamber where I sleep.
I am borne upward and out,
In their arms I begin to shout, then...nothing.

EYES!

Large black staring eyes
Pierce my soul and spy. A brooding
Presence sits,
Deep in my soul it festers and spits.
My greatest fears and desires
Spill out for them to acquire, then...nothing.

VOICES!

They tell me I'll be unaware,
Their visit is merely a nightmare.
I have become their marionette-and that,
That I will never forget.
I am filled with longing, yet dread
For the day they return to my bed, then...nothing.

I come awake with a start.
I hear the pounding of my heart.
Wrapped in blankets like a cocoon,
I look around my familiar room.
I remember dreaming of a light, and riding with
The Gods of the night.

I tremble, I shake, I convulse,
My body is racked with pain.
You have the cure.

Free my body, free my mind
From this anguish. Bring me
Back from oblivion.

Give me Your Medicine.

Your touch, your breath, your body, your soul,
Your mind, your thoughts, your desires, your essence,
Your passion, your love, your ardor, your fervor,
Your fantasies, your tastes, your spirit, your laughter,
Your glances, your voice, your sweetness, your will,
Your warmth, your smile, your curves, your charm,
Your moods, your temper, your hates, your tears,
Your furrows, your frowns, your wrath, your fury.

Your peace.
Your serenity.
Your compassion.
Your surrender.
Please allow me Your Medicine-
You have mine.

Come, let us heal the world with our cure.