[The Lute Player ~ Michelangelo Merisi Caravaggio]
is the trail
The White Lions
of The Way,
and lion shamans
Kids, I am reading about lions and shamans right now. At three a.m., I woke from a deep sleep with the first poem, complete, in my head. Sadly, I lay there a fatal three seconds and by the time I got to my desk, I had lost the last half. I have approximated something here which incorporates the feel of what was lost. But it isnt the "given" words. Argh. Part of the gist of it is in the second poem. My waking brain does not appear to have access to this sort of depth, hee hee.