Doubters and Dreamers

XXI Century Villanelle

30 XXI Century Villanelle For Sasha Bella Lyric Because I hear the voices of the dead at night (who call out in the circling storm), I cannot cut the knot or loose the thread. Earth opens; I see a faint trail ahead but stay among the ones who laugh or mourn. Because I hear the voices of the dead, I smudge the air with sage, incense, and red cedar and pray to see it all transform. I cannot cut the knot or loose the thread— and notice now as filaments of web are woven from my heart, each strand not torn but whole and bright. The voices of the dead may sing, while others cry and moan. Instead, I love the next creations, still unborn, who cannot cut the knot or loose the thread and weave their dreams guilelessly, without dread. How beautiful their thoughts, their lack of scorn! Because I hear the voices of the dead, I cannot cut the knot or loose the thread. ...