Revealing a particular purpose,
black watery shadows move across my vision
from the recesses of a dream.
Flowing ink glimpses of intimate messages
ebb as I awaken.
Turquoise adorned amulets anchor sleep memories,
while Ancient Red Spirits keen
from depths of Mother Earth's green soul.
Sacred haunts, soft unspoken whispers,
leave secrets with this sleeper,
as I continue nightly to cross cosmic borders
and pass through veils of sage and sweetgrass smoke.
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