earth mother's call

i hear earth mother's call,
through the body of my shamaness,
i answer.
i am lifted into another realm,
one filled with colour.
i see the rhythm of the wind, blowing through my hair,
dystopic melodies,
which sing to me,
the sound of my dreams,
the pattern of my thoughts,
the taste of my speech.

i hear my people below me,
each heartbeat alike yet indifferent to the other.
they look in awe at me,
it's unbelievable,
the heights that i have reached.