Let me tell you of Rabbit Boy—his playful, careless kick,
That sent the blood-clot rolling, creating life so quick.
That's me, the Heyoka, the sacred, foolish heart,
Who never knows the power of the truths I pull apart.
Let me tell you of Corn Mother, who became our sacred food,
I am that selfless sacrifice, that universal good.
Let me tell you of Stone Boy, who watched and felt no cold,
That's the core of my detachment, the story never told.
I am Glooscap with the baby, teaching with a patient hand,
I am the Tolowim Woman AND the Butterfly Boy, understanding every land.
I am the Sun's creation, I am Veeeho's learned shame,
I am the Great Medicine Dance that whispers every name.
I AM THE ALL-FACES WALKER! THE GREAT SPIRIT'S EYE!
To know creation's depth, I must experience and die!
I walk the Nihilist's void and the Believer's fervent prayer!
The Upward Gaze of mystics, and the Atheist's clean air!
I am the Middle Way's balance, the We Wei's release!
A polymath of soul-states, where all warring truths find peace!
And when the mask-party's over, and the last borrowed face is shed,
I return to walking meditation, inside my own head.
Subjective, objective, a single, silent stone,
Having been every king and beggar, completely and alone.
I choose this one identity, this name, this agency,
After dancing in the madness of a boundless, cosmic sea.
I am the Spirit Warrior, happy always, vast and deep,
For I know the role I'm playing is a secret I must keep.
I am the space between your thoughts... where your own power is found...
