(2)
But I am kahtonga the keeper of hope No you are hopeless Cast now your colored beads into the river The river desire where your tears fall and flow Ever they flow to never cease for you desire but have no hope are not the beads the hopes and dreams of all you cannot see hope blinded to beads that are not hope desire flows endless on but hope lives ever there are no binds or bounds of space or time not forty times forty endless lifetimes cast your beads into the river below I kahtonga swallowed hard and threw my fear Shrill cry of raven parted the smoke and clouds Sun shined moon reflection of her passion Rainbow bent And I could see the face and hear the voice Of love on the other side But still not the touch And each we fell and cried the tears of a lifetime While raven flew into blue Brightwhite Into the black When I kahtonga opened my eyes I saw raven brightwhite Gleam of gold brought from the dark where love began Ravn flew the gap between us and cast this golden arrow into the river Wound so deep she could no longer flow And there we two cried until the tears flooded the canyon I kahtonga swam into laughing eyes The touch of one
© 1998
from the collection 'Ravnsong' by the same author
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