Courage tastes the way
sandalwood, palo santo and copal incense smell
I blow in the directions of all my relations
I use up all the best prayers to
offer to Creator
and then realize so many more and
so much more are waiting for me
to pick up and ponder before
sending it all out to sea
grandmother ocean, grandfather sky
our parents, our gifts, our sources flowing by
sand dollars scatter over the beach
like so much currency
let go the ideologies
let go the theory and hypothesis
let go ideas and educated guesses
let go
and settle into silence
and stillness
within
while the chaos ensues
while the fierce chanting for all the
well known reasons
lifts up into the winds and is carried all
around and around
and the chaos ensues
while
I let go
sit with silence and stillness
let the names go
let the identities go
let the masks crumble
let it all drift out to sea
swallowed by waves
and it all dissipates
it all dissolves in the salt water
purified and ready to
take on
brand new possibilities