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The Shaman Tree
l: Is one who helped bring me into the world,
A midwife to guide my way, with
Divinations, to set me on the Path,
A soul of many times made new.
ll: I seek her, to commiserate on my
Next transformation, of rebirth.
For the true journey is not to repeat,
To return yet again, and still
lll: Be as unaware as I am, here, now
To pray, with only half my wits.
To sense and then see, to be and then know,
To reach nirvana in a spark!
lV: And, as I’m presented my humble self
At the top of the world, within.
I stand before my Sage, the Shaman Tree,
Blossoms whisper me floating by.
V: For the world’s at the Spring where e’er she is,
Her bounty of branches reach out.
The flowers will be eternal as I’m
The blooms they will be when she sings!
NaPoGloPoWriMo 2019
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