Sunday, May 11, 2014

Youthful Spells

Discovering something new
Can be frightening at times
Stepping outside
That which we've always known
Traditions
Comforts
Familiarities
Taking a risk for a chance to be happy
Exotic scenery
Different lodgings
New people
Seeing the world from my children's eyes
Fearless
Inquisitive
Drawn into tales of survival
Of Ojibwe encampments
The local dancers strutting their
Ritualistic dances
Honoring native birds
It is my wish today
That I find peace
Longing to be mesmerized
By the ceremonial rhythms
Of drums and flutes
The ethereal vocals calling me
Unearthing my torment
From the tangible dirt
Lifting my arms to a velvety
Obsidian sky
And the luminescent brilliance
Of possibility.

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