Its time to go Home

Dancing Shadows


Candlelight flickers

in the corner of my room

shadows dance on the walls

Moonlight shines

through the porous curtains

I lay there pondering it all

shadows dancing in rhythm

to the native flute in the background

Visions of the old ones

in their ceremonial dress

By the counsel fire

they sit around

As the incense burns

smoke fills the room

hovering in the air

Like the smoke from the council fires

that still do burn

hoping they will always be there

As the evening passes

I lay there in bed

my eyelids begin to get heavy

The dreamcatcher on the wall

starts doing its thing

The shadows will continue dancing


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