the window is open

he was there in the vision
the shaman man
he wears leather white like doves in purity
beadwork made by Mary's touch she know
these ways
he lifts his arms up to heaven and rattles
with movement of fine beadwork
he praises sky clouds earth mother
praises it's grace so delicate, sweet, giving
pure with all things blessed
he raises his arms
he touch white buffalo head so sweet in life
free
i saw him with angel wings cleaned of all impurities
and shiva he is there within him and he is within shiva
white buffalo, white bull, trishula
Mary too
she is not separate
oh yes, they live all together in one essence spirit beauty
never have they come in separation
all flow in mind's eye from same light source

and now the window is open
grace flow in
with sweet sunshine
kisses face with song of nature heart so precious
in color subtle energy of love
kisses heart with song of nature
with it's full form resting in soul
like goddess rests
leaves enfold her in arms of earth scent
leaves of green enfold her like ivy
she rests there peacefully filled with knowing
that yes
life is beautiful in essence like gems of emerald
come play in it now
like child dancing
and have no worry for yourself not at all
kiss her sweet mother nature with lips full
and she kiss back with blessings for all
my child
now go play
she say
now go play in your land of creation world
like one not attaching there
but open
open
open
open
yes this is the way