The blood-red sky of time
before the sun rises
intermingled with black clouds,
the air is cold and still.
I stand in a circle around the perimeter
waiting for the moment told through ages,
through dreams and the instinct telling
me this is the place, this is where I need to be.
Many years passed denying and ignoring
the truth and downplaying the connection,
the energy reaching beyond here, the vibration
with each passing star over the vast oceans
As the sun crests over the horizon
the veil is lifted as they descend from the sky.
