ruby throated
September 3, 2011
yellow hummingbird, come home
yellow hummingbird, come home
yellow hummingbird, come home
.
circle of hunger
not just for food
but for crow’s nest
unconditional love
the kind that could read minds
and hear the tears even in deep sleep
hunger for dreams
open to the ancestors
funneling lessons
into minds’ eye open ear bellies
hunger for peace
the kind not even graves know
but those living long enough guarantee it’s here
with a passing street wink
hunger for day
giving way to a tumbling desire
for night–
the day of the spirits
where our paths are recounted
and fledglings gather witness, twigs snapping
ears flapping
.
calling on blue sky wolf, blue sky wolf, blue sky wolf
i’ll sing the last song you taught me just before you left
you left without leaving me behind
i’m still humming, but now i’ve forgotten the exact shapes,
it’s threadbare and losing form as the moccasins on my feet
the sand is forming lumps under my soul
been now a baktun of moons since
you first taught me this song
.
i never did find you
until i found myself
a bridge to owl’s dreams
opened each time i hummed these cries
a lover’s last battle cry during a sunset just like yesterday’s and tomorrow’s
a bridge the color of rainbow just before the rain pauses
.
east: huitzilopotchli amarillo
west: huitzilopotchli amarillo
north: huitzilopotchli amarillo
south: huitzilopotchli amarrilo
.
i think you still remember my other names
i hope you can whisper them in my sleep
then i can pretend i remembered them on my own
i feelflyfree one is
dancing two-medicine crow
.