Medicine Dance

Medicine Dance

 

Sweeping from the ground

                jumping toward the stars

                                stirring together life

                                      swishing away the wars.

 

                               Swirling and mingling

               with the music in my blood,

        stepping out the lyrics

in the moss and in the mud.

 

      Breathing in the energy

                 slipping through my skin,

                              breathing out the spirit

                                                   of my ancestors and kin.

 

    I feel the moonlight take me

                                  to places I can feel.

                     I am a feather of the hawk,

                          my breast sends out its screel.

 

 All life is One, part of Another.

   With Earth we love, with Earth we suffer.

      Wheeling out then whirling in.

          My body joins the Medicine Wheel's spin.....

 

   Hawkspirit

       11/9/99   1:40 a.m.

                                                     San Antonio

Reviews

[Jo Zapata]

Thank you, Art. I am new at sharing my poetry with others. Private stuff for me.

[Art]

nice work...so many cannot comprehend the energy....the spiritual...and the healing...of this dance where one can be as one with the Universe...

nice...