May the Wolf and Raven Spirits Guide you on your journey.

John Trudell Archives

disappearing time
into
rivers that glow
in magnetic dance
when dance
is a way fires pray

under purple clouds
chasing butterflies
on the moon
into
pyramids of the sun

riding through shine
the lick of flame
hears the howling wild
caressing in the wind

shivering to the touch
in a trembling sky
with kisses that love
with love that kisses

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing

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