by Tsultrim Allione

Sitting with doors open
Fire blazing
Rain arriving in loud hissing whispers
Through the Ponderosas below my cabin
I finish a long practice
Light one candle
And at that moment
Coyotes howl
From the hidden meadow
Sky lightens with hidden full moon
I rise
Close the doors
And prepare the feast
Calling on the yoginis of Oddiyana, Orissa and Tibet
To come feast with me.