For J.T, thank you for your “Spoken Word” and for always being so kind.

Sun glows
gold needles
shining through
open window
in the clouds- -
dark, rumbling- -
light bleeds
on Earth Mother.
                        Sighing- -
soft wind
brushes
her September hair.
I see you there
bleeding gold- -you
endlessly Ghost Dancing
with drums rumbling.
Love and Earth
tether us
forever- -
                 a bonding.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

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