posted on Aug, 10 2013 @ 09:25 PM
I hear the drumbeat rolling through the woods,
crossing the crystal clear stream,
its padded hoof beats moving closer,
promising sacred connection.
My distant cousins sending their song,
my heart responds and I feel it in my chest.
My feet desire to join in with the rest,
to circle with my brethren again.
The fire pushes back against the darkness,
silhouettes of shadow dance in unison.
O’ sacred dance, o’ sacred song, o’ sacred circle
join us once again in oneness.
I once fled the forest,
and betrayed my love,
denied my place at the circle,
lost step and stumbled.
I abandoned the forest path
and became lost on concrete lanes.
I took shelter in dead buildings
rather than beneath living trees.
I lost my sense of wonder,
I surrendered my senses.
I lost my taste for nature’s garden
and devoured poisons instead.
I return now seeking your healing balm.
I return now to my creator’s palm.
I rejoin the circle and take my place
once again with my sacred kin.