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by Ruth Souther

Rain Dancer

How long must I dance,

to quiet the roar of fear,

the whisper of submission,

to end the violence

of hatred and suspicion?

Where are the torrents

to wash away the bigotry,

the dam of bureaucracy,

to heal the wounds

of prejudice and pain?

Come, thunderstorm! Come,

let lightning strike twice,

hear the winds of change!

How long must I dance

before it rains?

 

By Ruth A. Souther - 1990

 

 

Redhawk

There I am, larger than life, a myth created by others.

Looming tall, taller still, an icon of strength,

Made so by the belief of many. A story made real by the

Needs of those around me, a pattern that breathes

And then becomes me. I ride her shadow, knowing not

Whether I should step into her, exhale, inhale, draw

The very life of her into my soul and let them merge. One

Being, Amazonian, bringer of wisdom and peace,

Bearer from the dawn of time, with answers ready and

Arms outstretched, keeper, lover, leaper of flames.

If it is she who lives in their eyes, what then is left of me?

By Ruth A. Souther - 1994

Surround Sound

Surround sound sounds surreal

around and around goes the sound

swirling, sweeping, cheeping

chirping, churning, chugging

whirling, whizzing, whining

crashing, careening, crazy

all around surround sound.

The cats hate it.

Good thing the dog is deaf.

 

By Ruth A. Souther - 1994

Ruth Souther, Author of the Immortal Journey series