Maroon

You flew so far to be self aware
From shores of friends  
But to their hearts still tied
The notes of your being echoing across the seas
Transformed but somehow still the same  
Robes dark red and shaven head  
Christened with another name
A doctrine seeps invisible  
Our silent chant the strech of weeks and months
Enrichment not in time but in its want
Any belief is a two way street of needs
To give and graciously recieve
Red river claimed you for a while
And cleaned the stains from your old life
New rebirth, teaching mantras opened eyes
On winds returned now higher fly
The pyrotechnics to light our lives