Sacred Insight
By sidewinder
Fire bright in the night and stars whispered those secrets spirits reveal only in the ghostdance, Winds howl in desperation meant for those who understand nature's call, Languages touched in rhythms made by our own bodies, Fevered whirlwinds completed in a pitch of time, Beneath the sky for all to see, And for any who want to participate, Visions celebrated in a hunger within our souls, Sacred within our own insight. Sept. 16, 2000 Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 10:18 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn personal • spiritual
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"Fire bright..."