Raven Site Ruin - Poem by Joya Fairchild
So it seems, Raven Site was home to Anasazi
An ancient people vanished unto time,
My eyes did view their ruins with dismay,
appalled by restorations disarray--
From force within, stinging voices veers,
of violent wrath, that pierced my opened ears,
As a tendril twined together in a terrible rage;
stunned was I of utterances from another age.
They struck my being in howling spectres anger,
the plundering of sacred grounds history---
again, an ancient race made known to me,
that energy remains thru aura's mystery.
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