I beat the green drum, the body's words, your daughter's strong life thread tenacious in the wind. I cast the spells of earth. Grandmothers, I cast the spells of earth. I cast the spell of earth. I call up your touch from past's black night.
Tears stream in the dust.
I kneel and cast the spells of earth. Copyright 1995 Kaleidoscope . Contributors retain all rights to their work.