- (An Ode To Doctor Jarrell)
- Work your shaman's magic
I came to you more dead than alive,my spirit bruised and battered.
You enter my soul and dreams,restoring the me that was shattered.
- Work your shaman's magic.
Teach me the secrets you know so well,free me from my shackles.
Show me where my hidden powers lie.
For so long now my throat lay bared,
to the fangs of loathsome creatures,
With teeth like knives so sharp
and deadly, they follow me with raised hackles.
- Work your shaman's magic
Show me the path I must follow, to take my power back again,
To no longer fear tomorrow.
Help me find my fire again, to burn
bright like Brother Sun.
Teach me not to fear the shadowlands.
To lay my head in peace,upon Mother's
breast, all safe
when day is done.
- How do you repay one for giving
you life,
showing you freedom's door, and giving you the gift of flight?
How do you repay one for showing
you the way,that one can heal herself?
For giving her the medicine,so
precious and rare, of how to love herself?
- Many thanks flow from my
heart.
I thank you that you care so much, and give me of your time.
I pray Creator blesses you,with many blessings, flowing like rivers so sublime.
I thank you for the wisdom, you so selflessly impart,
- I thank you for your magic, you
so artfully employ.
And most of all my Medicine Man; I wish you abundance and love, and a spirit full of peace and joy.
~*~StarDancer~*~
10/15/98
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