Sage

By Yanenowi Logan for Grounding FW21

My energy emits a sage green 

An intimacy through the fog and shadows at dawn 

The sage of my ancestors 

The medicine of my people

An energy that protects 

Nineteen years and I am lost in what could have been

But this aura is not a longing 

It breathes growth and change

The change of what is 

And what will be

For that energy exceeds the trauma 

And carries our heavy footsteps through the haze and nothingness

In a field where I blend, I rest before rise 

I am here