Of Daughters and Sinking Gods
1
Daughter, lead me
through the maze of future’s past
dark ways winding into light
Daughter, lead me
what memories burn behind your old woman’s eyes
a life full of surviving sacredly
Daughter, lead me
what wisdom did your father give you
that kept you on the living road
Daughter, lead me
tell me what you received
so that I may give it
to you
2
The wind pulls the rain down ever harder
every day it comes, swelling and splitting
the foundations of this world
the sky falling on our fallen idols
great stone heads, cheeks against the earth
drowing in themud
for some it looks like a summer’s day
but I hear the thunder
I smell the lightning
and with my family
we leave theruined world
and the vacationers
sunning themselves
amidst the sinking gods