Ancestors

Jan 26, 2021

I will wear my hair down

I will walk bare chested

U will not be comfortable but we have work to do

I will be your strength when you raise the sword

I will be the scream in your throat when you yell the battle cry

I will be the tears running down your face

That is how you know I am with you

You are never alone and when in doubt

Touch your hair

We have rituals that connect you to me

There is fire, dragons, snakes and a strange incense

The red line I have drawn around you is never to be crossed

You bend your head and swing your hair from side to side

Hold your heart, swish and swish

Look at the picture you have etched on the ground

Now rise and rest awhile

I will tell you the stories of my desire, love and friendships

And you can tell me how old fashioned I am.

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