A Dream

The wolves gather

The bears assemble

And somewhere in the middle

I Stand

Waiting for the time

Within the cycle of Time

For the healing of the brothers

The sisters and the mothers

The fathers and the sons

Who choose not to live

As One.

Perhaps it is just a Dream

That descendants

Of First Man’s Brother

Can live in balance and harmony

With each of the Other

A time

When Naked Woman’s daughters

Need no longer fear

The memory

In the reflection

Of Lone Man’s tears

The Way provides a place

For the children of the Other

How long till the Healing

Of sister and brother.

By: Lorna Bailey