The old man dwells within the cave and merges in the sky
mirrored wing flight into the past days
ages and circles of time rewound for keen eyes
Lakes of memories that return his gaze
his is a seeing into the forever mists
Existing in wind breath and Earth belly
this two-legged walks within the forever circle
meeting then ending
then meeting again
life in perpetual motion.
Circle songs brought to infinite chorus
across the expanse of azure blue sky
the wild things sing to those who listen
and share their murmured wisdoms in whispered psalms
as he the two legged rests within the Earth's womb-den.
Dreaming of future times and the long ago before times
his hands paint the visions upon the cave walls
lovingly placed for those of the next generations
enduring as ribbon pictures upon the Earth canvas.
Hawk sharp eyes and strength of Eagle wings propel the man
on dizzying flights to Grandfather Sun
later erupting from within the painted cave
two-legged man stands in the morning mists
in prayer he merges all his human form with Earth and Spirit
one man sleeps in the painted caves
walking in many worlds
healing the many circles of eternity.
©Wahela Bluejay 2005
mirrored wing flight into the past days
ages and circles of time rewound for keen eyes
Lakes of memories that return his gaze
his is a seeing into the forever mists
Existing in wind breath and Earth belly
this two-legged walks within the forever circle
meeting then ending
then meeting again
life in perpetual motion.
Circle songs brought to infinite chorus
across the expanse of azure blue sky
the wild things sing to those who listen
and share their murmured wisdoms in whispered psalms
as he the two legged rests within the Earth's womb-den.
Dreaming of future times and the long ago before times
his hands paint the visions upon the cave walls
lovingly placed for those of the next generations
enduring as ribbon pictures upon the Earth canvas.
Hawk sharp eyes and strength of Eagle wings propel the man
on dizzying flights to Grandfather Sun
later erupting from within the painted cave
two-legged man stands in the morning mists
in prayer he merges all his human form with Earth and Spirit
one man sleeps in the painted caves
walking in many worlds
healing the many circles of eternity.
©Wahela Bluejay 2005
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