tell me, part two
wizard
watches
wordlessly
as
shaman
shuffles
shamefully
you
tell me
you
don’t know me
you’re right
i am
everything
you know
and more
much more
whether past
comes to present
you
could not
know
the me
i am
now
you
tell me
you
see me
differently
now
you’re right
i am
different
even now
than
you see
very different
this life
is different
from all others
i am
different
too
dear wizard
how could
you know
the ordinary
puzzles
put before
shaman
every day
life
pushes
presses
pulls
me
into
someone
i am
and
sometimes
wish
i weren’t
i
tell you
i
want
to be
the
truest
part of
me
that part
of me
you love
that part
of me
that is
love
wise wizard
please
tell me
you
will
help
this shaman
shift
energy
hold
fear
away
and
be
me
d. kristen herrington
may, 2003
