Medicine Bag Feelings
Wyandotte shaman's medicine bag was new
but had the feeling of old soul spirit
someone had spent hours fashioning it
I felt undeniable power as I held it in my hands
the stones had been especially selected
to induce hope, fertility, and a happy dream state
I fingered the long strands of leather, understanding
loving the feeling this medicine bag gave me
wondering about the medicine women who had gone before
feeling spirit arriving in the way of visions of the night
it was a fabulous feeling, bringing me peace and joy.
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