sandalwood smoke ascends
summoning ancestors
slumbering on slow winds
ghosts of golden centuries & spirits thick as flesh
quicken my pen with revelations
our pale hides conceal
all has been written--
hidden in familiar possibilities
star-wrought testaments burn for us
thru the ancient void
in a new mind,
in a fresh mind's eye,
breathes the bounty of a thousand wounded dreamers
“Search” was printed in Esther, No. 1 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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