Sacred woods were kept
Ancient prayers were said
Our foreheads pressed together
Reciting hymnal things
Barely awake and barely asleep
I was following directions
I knew the most powerful
Words had been spoken
I had repeated them as I was
Instructed to do so not once
But twice in an hour long gap
I stood up from the sitting
Arrangements to meet you
In the hallway heads in unity
Hair pulled back we slid down
To the ground slowly in harmony
Repeating the oracle chants
Never like this for this is the
Only time it is ever like this
And we repeat the resounding
Process again to confirm the
Treasure of its force an encumbrance
Of seance and spirit what sorcery!
To feel loved and connected
So deeply as the words seal
The echos through all time
Only like this ever this way
A matrimony of holy joy
In a peaceful reverence
That is the language of
Petroglyphs heard
Yet still unspoken
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Poétique 