Drums echo in the night air
Tambourines twinkle
Reverberating between the lull of air conditioners
And wolfhounds howling
In my sadness, laying in my empty bed
Battered and bruised from societys ills
The soft whisper of moonbeams pierce my spirit
And still the drums call
Wrapping a shawl about me
I venture into the blackness, barefoot, virgin
Wild grey eyes flickering as soft coyotes fur
As warm earth encases my feet
Through the grove of trees burst forth-
Shards of blues, violets, emerald greens and vibrant reds
Swirls of silks, satin and calming cotton
A hawk speeds overhead
And I step through the circle
The vision given to me, seeping through the strains of
a violin
Women, everywhere
Ethereal light and mysterious dark
The spin of the circle as they danced to Gaias light
Nuit, the mother welcomed me with the sun and the stars
Sekmet sat amongst the flames
A swirl of a small river flowed at Yemayas feet
Brigit spoke to the heavens and Maat beckoned to me
The rhythm only increased, and my soul was separated
Violin poured into the empty air, my locks falling freely
Joining hands with Lilith and Oya, the thunderclouds revolved
A flash of grey to green, a natural beauty
The horses were summoned a flash of fire
Riding, riding with White Buffalo Woman
Into the mists of Avalon.
