Sand falls in a spiral
upon the ground...
it speaks of Changes
without a sound...
the Healing of
the Earth begins:
Buffalo dances;
Coyote grins.
Coyote returns
to shake the night-sky blanket
and toss the stars once more;
Coyote summons
the tribes of Buffalo
with howls of ancient lore;
Coyote grins
while lost in the illusion
that he controls this Sight;
Coyote ponders
the mystery of Great Mystery
who calls him to the Light.
From the Beginning
From Stars singing Blessingway,
Earth forms...
Earth becomes...
The Chanting of Great Spirit
echoes
through a million Universes
to touch
a single mote
--Earth--
: the Shining Stone :
Here I am, then,
Guardian of the Child
Escort of the Mother
Pilgrim of the Crone
upon the Whirling Rainbow
...it is my Path...
not a Going-path,
but a Being-path;
Drumming
and Dancing
and Singing with the Stars
and Great Spirit:
a Rite of Passage
for the Earth.
Ho!