Shaman Are My Ancestors Poem by Marta Mueller

Shaman Are My Ancestors



shaman are my ancestors
severe storm clouds
opulent winds
I find peace
because I do not deceive
I believe
I believe
the whole
the existence
the beauty of life

I become one with the world
while
I find myself

I am a small source
together vast ocean we are
the former
and the coming
the silence
and the storm

love
sometimes there is also
in something
which you can not see

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