See that old Man standing on

The shore facing the West?

I can’t tell if He is on a lake

Or seashore, my perspective

Is a lot different than His.


He can communicate with me

I understand Him well now

He is the Shaman I’ve known

For years and years, decades really

Following Him wherever He goes.


The Sun has almost totally set

Full Moonlight illuminates the Water

His thoughts come straight to me.

He is thinking about long times past

When He used to be a great warrior.


He is remembering those He fought

Vanquished all a very few of them

He survives, His foes have not

Was he justified in his combat deeds?

Temporally yes, Spiritually who knows?


He strips off His arms and garments

Dives straight into the bright Moonlight

Swimming with still stronger strokes

Straight Westward towards Summer Land

Where He will met His friends and foes.


I feel Him tell me very clearly

That all will end up well for Him

He disappears on the Path of Light

He’ll be fine with all Beings There

Someday I am going to gladly follow.


Walt Birdwell

August 16, 2016




Author: Walter Birdwell

Born in Missouri in 1942, Walter Birdwell graduated from the University of Missouri in 1964 with a BA in creative writing. Immediately enlisted in the US army to avoid the draft and was in the US army from 1964 to 1967. Married Yolanda Garza a month after discharge from the Army and have been married forty-five years. Walter is a progressive political activist and has been for about fifty years and a follower of Pagan religious tradition for about twenty years. Have previously published newspaper articles in The Southern Patriot and the New York City Guardian newspapers (both defunct progressive newspapers) in the 1970s and have recently published articles in The Missouri Chigger, an Ozark area magazine, and the Brownsville Herald. Enjoys writing, sculpture, hunting, fishing, hiking, birdwatching, reading, traveling, and all outdoor activities.


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