secret things

wrapped in creeper

wrapped in leafy things

to attract the gray

to bring down the sky

the open wound drips

the life blood drips

the rain drips......

spinning

woman

songs flow from us like waters

your eyes cannot behold this

such secret gifts of creation

shut the door

do not peek

we sing we sing

and waters flow

the clouds burst

shut the door

do not peek

the clouds burst