Seven falcons in row
Facing south
On the same spot
On seven different power lines
With one pole between
Two falons in a row facing east
The smoke drifts between here and there
Dancing to its own music
The words of prayer melting the frustration away
One foot in this world and one in the next
Two spirits tearing
The smoke drifts higher
Like images in the clouds
Telling their stories
If you wish to hear
Seven stones
A badge in order
Seven fires
Wash the spirit clean
Seven falcons in row
Point to new directions
Which to follow
Two years in coma
A spirit needs to be free
With one foot here
One foot there
Two spirit split in two
Seven falcons in row
On seven poles
All pointing new
Two years in coma
Before the ill was cleaned
Was this her story?
Seven falcons know
2 comments:
Seven Falcons were jiving tonight! I danced with the one who didn't have a partner!
That would have been interesting to watch seven falcons jiving.....did you look the falcon in the eyes when you danced with it....did the talons cut your skin....
did the razor sharp beek bite.......
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