laying in the black of day staring to breathe again for the first time awake to sights and sounds vaguely familiar i know you..... dirt road, mississippi day loosen my neck tie wing tip shoes where do i go from here? holding your hand the cliff before us, dirty feet, clothing torn my daughter............ i'm sorry but i have to go southern comfort spinning circles here with you now but am i? leather............skin... feathered head dress, crown of ages burning sage and owl's song this i can rememeber here, now it all comes full circle leaving out years of detail how i wished for so long will i recognize next time?
cleansing sage smoke swirls...revealing communiction in its pure form of light... former latter self as one.... sweat...learn....teach... recall share mississippi mud still on my heels step into alabama still the sage reveals communication, self as one, sweat, learn, recall, teach. share love
Interesting style....snippets of memories, fragments of a picture....I need to think more about it. Good job though.
in between skin and leather this seems to transcend lifetimes, and then pass into another world entirely... this takes me back to before the morning i was born, it really does... beautiful. (thanks for joining in my (takenbythewind's) swapbox a few months ago, btw. it got back to me in april, you made it fast and fantastic!!)
