by Rev. Jean “Drum” Pagano
You drink at the well,
Blue-black feathers,
Beak as sharp as the edge of life
Feather gleam in the
Brilliant Sun.
Black in shadow,
Blue in Sun,
Drink, Dark Goddess
Drink
Up to the tree,
Between the Earth and Sky
You sing and your voice
Raises the Sun
In the morning;
Calls the Sun
In the morning;
Pulls the Sun
Across the sky
Up you fly, up higher and higher
‘Til you shimmer
Iridescent and blue
With the Shining Ones.
They speak and you sit nearby,
Watching;
One eye on the Gods,
One eye on the Sun,
In all three worlds,
You exist,
Drinking,
Singing,
Watching:
Black in shadow,
Blue in sun,
Waiting.
