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</p><p id="9218">and the birds oh the birds sing to me an ancient song</p><p id="bc3a">reminding me beckoning me to follow their song which is my song the same song</p><p id="2316">the song of my heart the song of my soul</p><p id="b39a">to faraway places to hidden doors locked away inside my soul inside myself</p><figure id="c7bc"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*NOZMsKjchojkJ7zQf3a8fw.jpeg"><figcaption>author’s photo in New Mexico</figcaption></figure><p id="9af7">walking along the desert path the wildflowers are my guide to the depths igniting the flame of transformation</p><p id="9347">Thank you for reading! More here:</p><div id="2477" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-marketing-and-exploitation-of-spirituality-and-shamanism-2a9a6b21b69e"> <div> <div> <h2>The Marketing and Exploitation of Spirituality and Shamanism</h2> <div><h3>Or rather, is it even possible to sell spirituality?</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*Rm55-fnRUALCjvhMw9 # Options C_-Q.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="7482" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/i-was-sick-and-now-im-healed-a8095df6d314"> <div> <div> <h2>I Was Sick, and Now I’m Healed</h2> <div><h3>A Five Year Update</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*KglKLsmnAPPhBD0h)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="e942" class="link-block"> <a href="https://lynnenardizzi.medium.com/what-makes-a-shaman-a-shaman-8d32282c4d9e"> <div> <div> <h2>What Makes a Shaman a Shaman?</h2> <div><h3>It may not be what you think.</h3></div> <div><p>lynnenardizzi.medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*qNHUAYeHx2XpSk0_)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Wildflowers

A poem

The wildflowers blooming spark something deep inside of me

that inner fire of transformation

stirring my soul reminding me of something from long ago

what is it my soul is trying to remember

what is it my soul is trying not to forget

another life in the desert another time in my heart

a faraway place toiling and dancing along the Nile

a hard life not royal but I feel love

am I trying to aspire to something that happened there or trying to make amends for something I did I do not know

I only know that these wildflowers burning bright

golden saffron citrine sunflower

harkening a new season the fall of new beginnings

and the birds oh the birds sing to me an ancient song

reminding me beckoning me to follow their song which is my song the same song

the song of my heart the song of my soul

to faraway places to hidden doors locked away inside my soul inside myself

walking along the desert path the wildflowers are my guide to the depths igniting the flame of transformation