Yellow
Bird
Into my Dream
Flew a yellow Bird –
A Rose upon each Wing
The Rose was pink
And I did think it odd
This Coloring
The Bird came close
As if to speak
In Awe I shut my Eyes
Then did I feel
A Tongue so small
So loving lick my Cheek.
(c) Kleomichele Leeds
Teotihuacan
Sun
And Moon
Pyramids of Stone –
Heart’s Fire –- Dust unto
Dust – Immortal Toltec Gods –
Creation’s ancient Glyph & Tone –
Sacred flaming Gift to Quetzalcoatl –
Plumed Serpent – Symbol of a Shaman’s Crown
I ride
The moaning
Wind to the Summit –
Phoenix rising from the Ashes
Past Lives renewed and reincarnated –
Who has climbed these Heights, never to
descend?
Who
Has prayed
Here to gods of Fear –
And
Desperation? Echoes hum
Sung by Souls gone long ago to Rest –
Gentle
Patience resonates in Silent shining Stars
Watching the dubious Progress of Man –
. How miniscule are these great
Structures
to the wide
Eye of Heaven?
The Sun or
Moon?
©Kleomichele
Leeds
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