There’s a love
I know.
It was handed down
to me from Elders
and Shamans
with ayahuasca breath.
It wraps around my soul
with tendrils dripping
dewdrops upon a
melancholy morn.
I dare not write it.
But if you allow me
a moment to whisper to you
it can be reproduced.
SurlySalutations 
i truly enjoy your use of interesting vocabulary–i’m one of those who likes to work (just a little bit, but work nevertheless) to appreciate poetry. had no idea what ayahuasca was, but now i do, and it surely evokes a powerful imagery within this poem.
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Thanks. I had two friends who came back from a ceremony in South America. They described a few things to me and it inspired me. They also said most of what they experienced was ineffable.
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Those last three lines are profound wisdom. As if spoken to a group of children! You are a true poet.
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Thank you. You’re very encouraging. I appreciate that.
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