welcome to my tribe, fellow scribes...

i have returned from the sacred gathering

where sonic sacrifices soar

and pilgrims tread lightly

from the dust of desert

devil spun skyward

from the heat of burning sun

searing flesh

i have returned

to the land of mountains rolling into sea...

to the fog

that hugs the canyon walls...

to the herbal "healers"

and "shamans"...

to the ghosts of troubled souls...

to the wanderlust

that leaves me hanging...

i am renewed.

-dunne
copyright 2006