“Visions from the Night Fire”

“Visions from the Night Fire”

Smoke
White and joyfully it curled upwards
Then fire
Magic fire
It grew brighter
Illuminating the cozy rock shelter

Shadows began dancing upon the stone walls
The shaman saw his own
So tall, so big
He stretched his arms outward
He saw himself as a giant

When the sun rose next morning
He gathered his tools
Upon the rock shelter walls he painted his memory
The vision from the night fire

Worrell – 02/11/16 – 9:27 a. m. – New Art, Texas