November 29th, 2016

Shaman - Horse

Poem - My Hero

There are people I think the world of because they are perfect in their humanity. They claim no ascension while providing the greatest of examples. They are terribly flawed while showing me what I could be. I revel in knowing them and I’m that much richer from the experience.

My Hero

You are my hero
for all you do
nothing more
in the quiet times
nothing less
as skies are flown
all the times
beginning beckons
with dormant power
ends collide
in full exhaustion
perhaps you know
nothing said
in quiet acclaim
yelled aloud
for all to hear
deity born
gentle Tara
move with the stream
brutal Indra
guardian to all
you are my hero
forever more.

2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20161129.
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