The sacred kiva, a place of inner reflection
It is my mirror, of this lives recollections
Showing me medicine, as I search for my place
Gifts that are given-help, to understand grace
It shows me my piece, of a puzzle-to complete
A road to enlighten, is a great road to meet
A confirmation of trust, between heart and mind
As realizations are thrust, in hopes to change time
The attitude I hold, in this world left a part
Inner-peace to be told, as I'm sharing my art
I write you my poetry, as if I was smoking a pipe
My gratitude to show thee, as we light up the night
Honoring all creation, no tobacco unsmoked
Spiritual communion, sent through the smoke
My prayer through living, in truth as I stand
Showing power through giving, withholding demands
Maintaining one-ness, my journey to success
I release with kindness, the tools to un-mask
The wheel of time, is spinning though me
Im baring what I am, so I can come back-to me
Respecting all gifts, spawns an intuitive sense
Answers are given, when my heart is content
All matter has spirit, connecting life energy
No need to fear it, just make it a memory
Visions of my relations, from bits of dried cedar
A way to illumination, nature sacrificed from fire
The roots I've created, for life to survive
By defining relations, a design-to devise
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