Poetry by Sound Alchemist Julie Jewels Smoot: Being a Shaman Medicine Woman

Shaman Woman Playing Shamanic Drum

Poetry by Sound Alchemist Julie Jewels Smoot

In the heart of the forest, where the spirits roam free,

There dwells a shaman medicine woman, full of mystery.

With herbs in hand and incantations on her lips,

She heals the sick and wounded with her ancient tips.

She dances barefoot under the moon’s glow,

Connecting with the spirits of long ago.

Her eyes are pools of wisdom, deep and wise,

And her soul is pure, untouched by lies.

She gathers plants and roots from the earth,

Mixing potions of healing, for what they’re worth.

In her sacred space, she chants and prays,

Calling upon the gods to guide her ways.

Her hands are gentle, her touch is warm,

As she lays them upon the sick and forlorn.

She channels energy from the earth and sky,

Sending healing vibes to those who cry.

She sings a lullaby of ancient lore,

Bringing peace and tranquility to her door.

Her voice is sweet, like a melody from afar,

And it soothes the wounded soul, like a morning star.

She wears a cloak of feathers and beads,

With symbols of power, to protect her deeds.

Her staff is carved with ancient runes,

That ward off evil and protect under the moons.

She walks with grace, her steps light and sure,

Guided by the spirits, pure and pure.

She knows the secrets of the earth and sky,

And she shares them freely, without a sigh.

She is a guardian of the natural world,

Protector of creatures, big and small.

She speaks with animals, in their tongue,

And they heed her words, old and young.

She sees beyond the veil of illusion,

Into the realms of spirit and seclusion.

She guides lost souls back to the light,

And helps them find peace, in their flight.

She is a mother, a sister, a friend,

To all who seek her, until the very end.

Her love is boundless, her heart pure,

And she will always be there, to endure.

So if you ever find yourself in need,

Seek out the shaman medicine woman, indeed.

For she holds the key to healing and peace,

And she will guide you, until your release.

In the heart of the forest, where the spirits roam free,

There dwells a shaman medicine woman, full of mystery.

With herbs in hand and incantations on her lips,

She heals the sick and wounded with her ancient tips.