Native American sweat lodge




By Eva Feld

Tundra
Power penetrates our eyes
Drums
Pierce our ears
Unwritten words encompassing
Live percussion

A communal heart beat
Overtakes the ritual
As crawling participants gather
Into introspection
Laughter, sobs, howls
Men and beast become unison past

Smoke and ashes cloud
Sweat and tears rain
Accomplices beam
The voice of the Indian thunders

Invocated,
All relatives recreate the Universe

                                                                                                                Loveland September 2015

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