Dreaming Memories

They came from far and wide
Their travels had them align 
At the same space in time

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The same frequency
From every colour of the medicine wheel 
They came

 

RED
YELLOW
WHITE
BLACK

 

Many experiences
One calling 
One transmission

 

Those who felt called came 
By bus, by plane
By boat, by foot 
Anyway that they could

 

They gathered there
Smiling, laughing, full of joy

 

Some wearing brightly coloured kente cloth 
Others wore intricate beadwork 
Many had animal skins and other adornments from nature
Painted faces, tattoos and henna

 

Silk, satin, cashmere, Egyptian cotton 
And every other linen or covering you could imagine
Fabric woven with gold glistened in the sun
Oh what wonderful fun in

 

Oneness

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The smell of baking bread and peace pipes 
Mingled with the incense from the sacred fire
Ascended into the sky

Jingle dresses chimed away with their ancestral strut 
Masked dancers moved in ways that seemed other worldly 
Chanting was heard in all known spoken and unspoken languages 
All fuelled by the drum

 

As the cadence kept the rhythm and breath
They crowed around the drum circle like a campfire 
Every one was lit
Adding to the intensity of the moment

 

Near the water the throat singing echoed off the surface of the lake 
All around and into the nearby hills and valleys 

 

There the animals stood watching the spectacle

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The children did round dances with hands held together 
Swinging back and forth with contentment 

 

All these souls came to do the same thing

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Listen, give thanks and join in

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(And those who couldn’t make it zoomed in)

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But they didn’t need the internet

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No!

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The connection 
Was there
The connection was invisible 
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