Medicine Shield

A biting chews at the head;
Spindles and wild the World underneath.
The flight of her wings take off;
Into the auspicious moon.
The darkness is being evaded by the light.
Eagle calls forth the ancestors for healing.
The solid warmth is hidden in the background.
Knock on it to enter into the sacred door.
Pointing outwards, the eyes look.
Who am I? Again, she beckons her higher self.
Why so much chaos? She asks.
Her Higher Self tunes in, to say.
Young heart.
You forget sometimes who you are.
The illusion tries to take away from what you know.
Remove the veils to again reside in the heart.
We offer you the heart once again.
To ever shine within.
Vidya
December 2021