Shaman’s Wind

 Know him, his place, his light, his winds.

 

In the north, he is from the south.

In the south, his home is held by the north winds

In the east, he is from the west.

In the west, he is from the east.

 

The south wind claims him as her child

He grasps her power to weave around

The rich tears of the west wind,

Clarifying both.

 

With the cold edge of the crystal north

He greets the rising illumination of the east wind.

 

Moving to the center,

Seeking balance within their combined strength,

He claims his allies through sacred dance.

~~Munyal, Cloud Woman

An Invitation from LionFire