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March, 14, 2005

Earthwizard's Realms of Faërie

She gathers the dark angels of desire into her dark heart...

	 
		
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	Shamaness

	Out in the streets of the city I went
	in search of another who might
	have the inner eye that shines
	and tells me that a soul's alive,
	but in this age of tv, media-blips,
	and the silence of each other's stares
	across the empty bus, street corner, cafe
	and bed, we begin to know the magic's gone:
	that everyone has left home, and now the zombies slide
	and slither in our place: the living dead,
	members of a gray race, a tribe of the dammed,
	wandering in circles of desire and fear,
	unable to reach out and touch the moon; nor,
	able to know that the mystery is as close as you,
	looking in the dark mirror of your own mind:
	the lone wolf hides, pacing on the edge of dreams,
	waiting for the chance to be set free;
	a measure of the old wilderness in your eyes
	that once spoke of a human need to fly,
	to know again the shaman's cry; drum wise,
	beating the heart like a tom-tom,
	bleeding light under a broken image of the moon.


		- Earthwizard, aka, Steven Craig Hickman
			© November 18, 2003

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