Tomorrow I Shall Rise

The velvet touch of the pussy willow, the glow of the sun as it touches the earth

Tomorrow, more beautiful, more vibrant, and I shall rise with it, my native soul

Shall open up to the spirit of the sky, to the day of victory, in all that I begin, I shall end

With my eyes wide open, with my hand on the spear, and my heart bleeding for strength

The forests will not move without my touch, the wild will not run without my calling

And, I shall hunt with my lungs breathing deep, and the elk will run in the fields

There I will have a feast for my family, the blood will pour out for worth, and I shall share

The meat with my native friends, the wolves will have the remains, as they too, must live

Tomorrow, as the sun rises upon this valley, I too shall rise above my tribe, and give thanks

This is my honor, this is my pride, and this is where I live, and this is where I shall die