Circa ~ 1987 ~

The brown flame-spirit smells

of moonlight gently floats

through the villages nurturing

strange velvet butterflies

sacred birds of pure wonder ~

The golden-hair river flows down

a halo of the red sun gracing

the earth resurrecting ancient

angels of holy breath ~

The winds carry

the wisdom of the ages ~

The village children seek

their Fire-Mother

who is a storm now ~

Infinite lucent-green sky ~

Devastating thunder ~