WITH BLACK ELK
Yr death over-shadows the tail end
Of a moon, new for this month of August.
62 years past & 5 before my incarnated birth.
We were classmates & teachers
In that last single dimension.
As our souls made one last decision.
You stayed behind enjoying life
w/o pain
w/o feeling
w/o affliction.
I kept on moving through the stages.
Got reborn.
Reincarnated to a new world of pain
& feeling.
Only my world is now w/o
the headdress of turkey feathers.
Teresa Costa
August 5th – on the anniversary of Black Elks death