I Who Am Entering

I Who Am Entering

the heavens with a spear
to rend and slice the sky
as a hunter guts a
wapiti

will unveil mysteries
in the path you walk
as a warrior lines out
entrails
to dry in the sun
arms stained in blood
from knuckle to elbow

I who am entering
the atmosphere
with no instrument but
a hollow throat
will shout a thunderous cry
as the sky streaks fire at my
velocity

will pull back the string of the bow
aim the arrows held in my five-fingered
hand
send a volley of such violence
into the hardened meat of your heart
deliver a wound deeper
than any fatal blow I would
inflict upon an enemy

I who am entering
the world again
light and spry as a pathfinder
panting like a wolf
hungry for flesh
after a long, terrible winter

will find a way
through the ice melt and
forests
over land and snow
to cure you of your foreign diseases
scare off the ghosts that
hide between wafts of smoke
bring you home

© 2010 andrew kooman

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