They Dwell
Sweet and sharply fir
Alpine
Evergreen
A forest in a needle
Pulp and timber
Sappy bark lumber
Aromatic
Incense-y
Branches climbing upwards
Towards sunlight
Snowloading
New growth
As embers light
Like flakey flint
Smoked in pipes
Outside of tipis
Around bonfires
Under midnight
Communing with the
Muse
Of nightmares
And dreams
And faint distant
Memories
In ritual rites
A ceremony
They dwell in the trees
And the water
They snow on the leaves
And blanket the walkers
These augurs who wander
The land and roam the
Plains of ancestor remains
In silent snowflake fall
These homesteads
They make
And the things of
Value they take
From the past
And look up
To the clouds
To the future
In these rituals
And fireside spells
In plumbed night
And day wells
These occult
Thoughts in which
They dwell
Consume Reality! 