for my friend on her birthday
Mother Earth whispers secrets to her.
No matter how bitter or how sweet the medicine,
she swallows savoring her dharma
like it ain’t no thing
like it’s everything.
Shadow walker, magic talker
Reality bender, soul tender
Dream weaver, vision keeper
Fire maker, body shaker.
STOP! she says.
Hands to the sky!
Cry “Thank you”
Cry “Empty me”
Cry “I am willing”
Cry “Fill me”
Cry “I am willing”
Cry “Empty me”
Cry “Thank you”
Cry “Thank you”
Cry “Thank you”