Black Elk said it,
and I know in my heart it is true -
the sacred hoop of life will be restored
because the seed is alive
more real than time
and the forms of this age
diamond
eternal
circle
this, for me, is enough
to stand, here,
again and again
as a man
to sip from the poison chalice
they say only woman can survive
when they say 'be gone,
you don't belong'
I say, believe me I already am
gone
gone
gone
to the other side
to another time
to a new land
where tomorrow walks
with bare feet and toes
twinkling in cool grass
singing in ways you can only imagine
warm skin
sunlight
dancing
where the soil is black
the sky blue and deep
as the waters
flowers up
roots down
the ends meet again
my heart
my home
my belonging