Hidden Knowledge

Once upon a time
in a time of power passed
come three solemn women
of graceful manner...
gentle faces sunbrowned and radiant
hair long and black
clothed in white ancestral cloth...
I turn to them silently
sensing...knowing...they are here
to start my journey back
to remembrance...of our ways
As I follow them out of the dream
I wake...renewed with hidden knowledge
and a lifetime for the search..................................