Whilst in meditation I am protected by my Gate keeper who is The medicine man.
Where do you go in the mass of thoughts you experience?
Each day we have thousands of thoughts filtering through us,
we should strive for positivity, love and light emanating to us,
take a chance on life and on me;see the reality so free.
Hear the beating drums in the distance,they send messages.
Native Indian tribe harnessing a wealth of culture and times,
seated at the gateway entrance is a peaceful medicine man.
Greetings with knowledge of herbs and their worth for humans.
We glance towards the village below and see so many huts,
a nucleus of the inner workings visible to naked eye,
spirit able to climb higher into mountains above us,
slowly reaching a peak, alcove a warm golden light visible.
Joined into light and linked to spiritual meditation,
backed against wall facing outward to harness light energy,
crevices of cave zoomed in the cracks forming closer,
voices can be heard echoeing and reflecting cave’s entrance.
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