I’m the bear that wears the bee coat
Each bee was a star
From the beginning of nights flow
My relatives follow me
Out of the ancient stone carving
We will dance with those
That know who they are.
If you want to be a spirit dancer
Dream everyday
And do your work at night
While sleeping in the cave
Of your skull
With your curving blade of thought
Harvest the heart
Beneath pendulum shadows
Breathe starlight fragments
Of your many soul wanderings
Exhale the blood map drift
Blue rivers between clouds
Wake up the grieving body
To the place of becoming
Reach the stone hearts ridge
Light a snow ringed fire
With flint and steel
Burning copal and sage
Chia seed and the old hornets nest
Through hanging bone and feather
We weep prayers into the earth
Smoke filled tree of life
With one branch down
So you’d raise your thoughts in the air
With human antlers uniting
The four quarters of the world
Winged hands raising energy
Clapping down echo’s in the valley
Petition and praise petition and praise
Bears bees and human antlered ones dance
In the quickening stillness of this poem
We release our dried sticks
That connected us to the shadows of others
Suspended like starfish in the dream world
Slowly spiraling to the center
We go our way together now
A new tribe in the fires of energy grids
Vast pilgrimage through the eyes
Of the ancestors who help keep this world together.
