By Sister Lou Ella Hickman, I.W.B.S.
dreams were our first language handed down for the many millennia to what we have become they still speak their secret language that was once voiced in the cave drawings of vanished beasts: mammoths, lions, horses, and deer of hands stencilled red or black and the men who danced in the light of the primal fire before their hunt so, when dreams come this ancient language speaks our secret truths like stories on walls reflected in the fire light . . . one question remains when dreams come will we dare to dance in the darkness of our own sacred fire
Sister Lou Ella Hickman, I.W.B.S. is a widely published poet. She published her first book of poetry in 2015 entitled she: robed and wordless.
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