Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Shamen

There is a fairie
Hiding here 
In 
The old mission church 

I can feel her 
Here 
Just barely peeking out 
From behind the pew

But she is a little  sad -
Not too many folks 
Know how to see and 
Perceive 
Her here

She is happy 
To be seen 
To be 
Perceived 
There is that little sparkle 
Around the edges 
That life 
Arising -
That bit of light 
Like
Tinkerbell

It's been awhile 
Since the Indian shamens
Were tamed 
And went away -

But today
We see 
That their 
Legacy 
Lives on 

If we but 
Look