For Justin: Between 2:30am and a line in the dark

It is my only wish that you are warm again

that you feel gathered, rather than alone

that you are full, not hungry

holy

whole

that you are honored, blessed

upon this world and on to the next

your time continues on, opens

to many more dawns

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may the bitterness in leaving

this spinning planet behind wash away

lost smoke signals, metal doors shivering open

crying coyotes, deep hibernation

I hope that you are no longer cold

that every finger of yours is kissed

in opal and pomegranate

seeds dipped in sunlight

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may your spirit be uplifted

to many warm yellow stars

and endless smiling

blue skies

reverberate

with the sound

of open mornings

cloud dancers with painted eyes

talking hands swaying

shadows into cracking fire pits

eyes crinkling into clay

a glimmer of laughter

touches your lips

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when we speak your name, may it blanket you in love

when we breathe your name, may it hold you close to our hearts

may it keep you warm forever

keep you safe

and clean

and dry

joyous and fulfilled

we remember you as

free

blessed

sacred

and loved.

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SA’AH NAAGHÁI BIK’EH HÓZHÓÓN
SA’AH NAAGHÁI BIK’EH HÓZHÓÓN
SA’AH NAAGHÁI BIK’EH HÓZHÓÓN.
SA’AH NAAGHÁI BIK’EH HÓZHÓÓN.

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Yitazba Leigh

Yitazba Leigh

A creative writer and singer, I use my voice to tell stories on my personal journey as a Navajo woman exploring my creativity.