The Healer Poem by Daniel Richards
The Healer
The devils teacher is by my side,
Pull off pastures im alone inside
Crimson pouring so loosing time,
What has he done to me,
Help,
Help me I scream,
Sacred and surreal, a vision of
My dying will, surrender my soul
To the cacti’s will, my peyote warrior
Come help me heal,
And while your trying to save me to thee
I give my life,
As I am you and you are me
My powerful and mystical
peyote
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