the ornate play of a Brahma. and new songs of Milarepa.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Fire Promise 

Clues were carved into streets and hills
Walked I did, and walked
She, the only woman, was there 
Her names are many 
This time it's Kali
She took everything 
Keeping our Fire promise
All that my toil had bought
She taught me another lesson
 No more forgetting
Her power of sex and destruction
My love seeks it's home
She is deserving
I'll carve into Wood
To remember her beauty
Land so distant
Images so clear in Dreamtime
Dissipate in daylight
In ambulances, gowns and cots
In hospital waiting rooms
She still takes this away
Some go mad and wander
Whispering to her
Pushing around
What they have found
On their Walkabouts



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