Poetry of Issue #7        Page 15

Tangible Examples Of

I feel disconnected from my former luminous wings
Now just a bouncy castle that gets dangerously hot in the summer sun
And though alchemical secrets still swirl
I do little to attempt to turn my current unclear agenda into gold these days
And so do paint its branches with black velvet images from fairy tales
Till I get reincarnated once again if the pictographs are to be believed
Which predict that I will continue my shamanic vision quest
As I drift from life to life like a windblown tumbleweed.

  Ken L. Jones