Taboo Groves - Flamingods

Deepest roots

Desired change

Dancing in our heads

We are to find our home

These spirits

Let’s travel east

Leave behind the

Weights of our society

Flowers bloom;

The grass still grows

Palm trees feed me

Memories of life before

Rays of light

Break through the leaves

Diving into rivers

Made of sultry weaves

These spirits

The flames are lit

Dancing round the fire

Glowing bayou pit

Morning Mist

Warm jungle shrine

Underneath the canopy

Our thoughts divine

Flowers bloom

The past remains

Palm trees feed me

Memories of life before