Vision Quest

....finding my way....

Vision Quest

 

I.

My sweat lodge vision began,

the wind spoke in riddles,

as I stood on the hill

overlooking Sacony Valley.

Overhead, two Hawks circled

And spoke to me in the Old Tongue,

“Come Aztec,

journey with us to the Northern Lights,

to the Sea of Tranquility,

and the distant Tambaugh Regio on Pluto.”

It was there I me the word: TABOO

 

TABOO= Forbidden

 

II.

As I continued my journey,

taboo became an obsession.

What is forbidden:

being Native American,

living a balanced life,

seeing all things connected,

seeing that humanity can free itself

from all chains of oppression

and exploitation,

seeing that humanity can throw off all tradition’s chains,

and watch as our earth (GAIA)

soar in its orbit chainless??

 

III.

As I flew with the Hawks,

there, a path appeared below;

from war-torn valleys

it wound torturously

up the mountain slopes.

Past jagged cliffs,

and over ice-covered ledges,

I could see humanity emerge from

the Avakian Trail,

awakened, cleansed, freely associating,

future people.

IV.

My vision ended,

I thanked the Hawks for their wisdom.

And I, went to find this Avakian Trail.

 

Aztec Warrior/redzone 11.12.23   

Author's Note

....thanks for reading....

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Wow. This was spiritually uplifting and refreshing. I enjoyed reading it. It has a native American vibe to it that resonates throughout. I love studying archaeology and anthropology to give myself a better insight into other cultures, histories and peoples. Nicely done. F.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! I love it. It resonates with me and the millions who feel for the oppressed, the exploited, the trampled upon.
An excellent vision for humanity to save it from the mighty and their insanity, their greed that has no limits, their control of everything.