dead center in my vision
an ancient ferocious warrior  stood.
 Muscular with long woolly hair
he is clad in animal skin and brandishes a long spear
that connects heaven to earth .

for a long time he just stood there 

watching me,waiting.

Now I am beginning to see through his eyes 

as he now paces to and fro

impatiently gazing places 

Now I am beginning to see through his eyes 

as he now paces to and fro 

billowy clouds 

thundery skies ( thunder at sunrise)!

I flex my muscle and stamp my spear.

I spit on earth and bend down to and make paste with my fingers 

and anoint my feet ,hands and face as i rise . I am that warrior .

it is time to move 

One day ,its barely morning

the warrior is awoken by a shaking in the skies,

a thousand small suns stream thru the