you know who you are you know why you are here. you understand the deep medicine of once upon a time. in your closet there is a pouch filled with threads and bones. you have followed the line of threads to wild huts in even wilder woods. where witches planted your feet like autumn bulbs in soil and watched as your life withdrew and descended, and tendrils grew from your soles and souls and shoots spiraled from your heart and through your lips into the unending lilac sky
Lovin' your flights of delights,
Expanding our sights,
Riding endless flights
Into shimmering nights!