In the Shaman's lodge

medicine smoke
works its way
into my view of things
acrid taste
of ancient lives
and chants
the Shaman sings. . .

medicine smoke
fumes and curls
into my mental space
i wait the spell
the dancer brings
the message to embrace. . .

medicine smoke
inside out
scenes of long ago 
patchouli scent 
embraces me
to where long to go.  .  .

medicine smoke
wafts within
my loosened mental tether 
all around me
inside out like a
brightly colored feather.  .  .  .

medicine smoke


1994