how was your night the evening sparrow rings serpents and daisies dance their firelight dance call down heaven the wolf cries in the distance the pipe of piece is beheld the prized possession
enter the wild man to frighten the children and ourselves we have been to your kiva such wonders we have seen eyes full of knowledge perceive our world now
we leave behind the old ways to welcome our own with new intention the night has been good the moon goddess alights our paths anew
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Reviews of "firelight dance"
Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 22, 2003
Excellent work in this poem.
Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader)
Reviewed on October 22, 2003
Seriously good work Ira.
Great images, wording, and pace!
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Great images, wording, and pace!