Meeting the Hawk

Spirit sisters, you greet me,
you swoop in from behind.
Wind sisters, you are many
Together in the leaves,
Presence of an entire tree.
The one which has stood over me
Placed for the liturgy of your arrival.
—pressured through me until the tension is gone.
And how often do you forge among false devotions?
How long will you stay with your faithless servant?

PG

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