a SHAMAN’s DREAM.
Along the way gathering friends
both green and golden shared.
A lightly trod path, worn by old ones–
leading up and into a cave hidden there.
Through the smoke.., golden purple haze..,
whispers that give light upon the air.
Colors you can feel and just beyond-
wherein lie other realms to amaze and explore.
With eyes wide shut
yet a wide open heart…
inner space thru outer space-
where love is both the end and the start.
Lords of light,
Lords of dark.
Both are met…and
they take my measure, it seems.
i journey on…and on-
into the land of a shaman’s dream.