The coyote is the trickster singing a spirit song... the hawk & eagle soar
the spirits of the totems have many shapes... they come from the power places Mother earth has provided Father sun has shown the way We travel to the Devil’s Tower feeling the immense power the ancient spirits totems travel they wander between time, between this dimension to another the land of the unknown...
shape shifting we walk those paths visions guide our way a bird flys away like the hawk & eagle they speak to me, whispering... whirling into a circle I view the vast beyond the earth revolves
Howling...the wolfs path the stars in the night falling fiery
the coyote sings... singing to the shape shifters I’m the trickster
Touche!! And so you are, Dale! You can weave your desert magic and fire into any mythological tale you please. You seem so at one with this environment of camp fires and blankets on the ground You and your tales are living, breathing and palpable. And I bet your survival skills are first rate, besides your poetry! :)) Another yarn to enjoy the spinning of.... K xx
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
Ted
Take care okay!!
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Regis