Totem Last Night With Us Walked - A Verbal Sculpture
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In arms we carried It as
one does a child yet it
was He who carried us
both bird and man who
cried openly along the
way entire for our presence
was solid in His arms.
He did not care who saw
these shed tears, head down
beneath spring blossoms -
Dogon warrior standing tall
with his staff and carved horn.
poem by Warren Falcon
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