Mystic Muse:

Heyoka's Guiding Light

In realms where Ojibwa spirits soar,

A Heyoka walks, with laughter's roar.

Cloaked in mystery, adorned with grace,

They wander free in sacred space.

A trickster's crown upon their brow,

With jests and riddles, they avow.

In dance and song, they weave their spell,

Where truth and fantasy intertwine, they dwell.

Through veils of illusion, they navigate,

In realms where reality and dreams conflate.

With mirrored truths and paradoxical gaze,

They guide the lost through mystic maze.

Heyoka, oh Heyoka, keeper of lore,

In your realm, magic's essence pours.

Unparalleled guides in life's grand stride,

In your laughter, let our wisdom abide.

                                              -Sincearay