Feel your heart,
Beating slow.
Empty your mind,
Become the flow.
Close your eyes,
Open your eye.
What do you see,
Is it the Light?
There’s a fire,
Some cannot see.
It’s not their fault,
Just let them be.
Connect and rise,
All becomes one.
See all the dots,
Glow of the sun.
There’s a tribe,
Not far from here.
Holes in stones,
Rooms stocked in.
Warm dry air,
Female rushing by.
Helping one another,
Even through the fights
Trees nearby,
Let’s go and roam.
Pick up some food,
Long dusty road.
Seek and you’ll find,
But never the tribe.
It is protected,
By the bright and the wise.
Raven Archer
RAVEN ARCHER 