Flames flicker and cast dancing shadows
emit fragrance of freshly washed linen
warm a cool corner with
Blue and yellow and red
I look into the beckoning fingers and smoke
offering a prayer
a plea
for Spirit Dancer.
Upon my altar
the anguish felt for a health care system
That is neither healthy nor
caring.
I place my hopes that SD has not suffered another stroke.
That she be given what is needed to endure what is necessary to endure.
That her faith
her fierce love and loyalty
remain true and steadfast
through the power of the Great Spirit
and the love of her family and friends.
In Your many names, I pray. Amen