In January, I had the opportunity to attend a dreaming ceremony with my friends Pele and FireHawk. On the final day, I wrote this poem to honor our time together.
The spirits slowly rise from the valley floor
Taking the form of a wisp of cloud
Disappearing from our site
Entering our souls
For a new dayThe trees the leaves the earth
Welcome the morning sun’s rays
And release the moisture
From the past day’s rains
We take in the sun
And release our fears
To a power
Greater than
Ourselves
We have gathered in community
We have been held by our hosts in love
The wind has howled its welcome and acceptance
We have dreamed the dreams you have given us
We have weaved our dreams into a tapestry
Each has shared their intentions
While blessings this sacred dwelling
We have kept a vigil over the beautiful altars
We have built in your nameNow bless us holy spirit giver of life
Infuse us with the love that knows no end
And send us into the world
As spirits that are a beacon for your love