Ouroboros Spine nulettukutik ⨰

we ask for healing.

we know the green must come again.

remove the winter from our bones.

we shed it as grandfather bear leaves his snow parka behind.

take it from us.

take it with you to the dancing lights.

our love will warm your shoulders there.

sung once.

sung to the conifers, to the teeth of the spine.

kukutux lay with arms around the grave and closed her eyes to sundering.