Its a sweetgrass serenade singing up serotonin through the cavalcades and ramparts that I have been using to barricade my heart
It's a sweetgrass serenade when I let those sweet words slip off my tongue just like syncopated honey into the three-stranded braid of me and you and Him taking us into those outer places where we can occupy other spaces
It's a sweetgrass serenade on our journey to the moon where I wonder who is following me cause on our way back
I'm feeling the exodus of my past, you know the part that no longer serves me.
And in its place...
It's a sweetgrass serenade singing up serotonin filling up that empty pocket with a force of positivity.
Looks like I found a Lifeway time to let it shine and step into deep play
Written in August 2019. Performed at open mic night at the Owl with the Lethbridge Poetry crew on August 29, 2019.