As I Lay Upon Mother Earth

Wishful thinking rests upon soft summer butterfly wings warm breeze swims across my body taking with it my thoughts, dreams,wishes now they float, high above the endless clouds, like seeds from an empty dandelion stem suns rays wrap me in an invisible blanket of comfort tiny, speckles of wet dew drops from morning when God kissed the ground As I lay, feeling the touch of mother earth I drift to dream freely my Native ancestors dancing and chanting the songs of my people the Chickasaw A sudden itch on my nose brings me back to the present and as my sleepy eyes lift from crescent slivers to full dark chocolate moons I watch as a monarch dance across my face and kisses my cheek with its powdery wing as it travels above the endless clouds like the dandelion seeds