Why we sweat…

I am medicine man
tortured and bent like willows
in a sweat lodge of doubt.

I am stone person hissing and
singing in the dim light
wishing to be tangible.

I am shadow crying like a cousin
of the rain people; making mud,
carving stone, bending twig.

I am story-books, and certainties,
burning on hot rocks,
at the center of creation.

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2 responses to “Why we sweat…

  1. renaissanceguy

    Yes!

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