#ShiftingCurrents

I’m the shadow
creeping across the
valleys’ floor
the hawk soaring
up ..........so high

I’m the breeze
rustling
along the juniper trees
sprouting out of the canyon
cracks

The gentle rains
rains soaking
Pachamama

Hanging in
that stillness
of old growth
forest

I’m a shapeshifter
eons old
reborn with every
mornings sunrise
Crazy. talk.
yeah,I know

A few years ago
I’d agreed
Until,alone
In that dessert crossing
I changed
my song,while
riding ravens back

Is easier done
than it seems
skin is peeling
slowly away

day by day
my heart expands
outwardly

quietly
singing my own
medicine song
song for the earth
medicine
for all
Snassano 09/09/18