Native

Starved by my desire, I can only hold on to memories of the past

Lost in battle, my family, my...

My eyes see the clouds, that seem to never move, though I hear the thunder

The thunder of my heart...

Listening to Native flute music
Always calms me.
I was lucky, attended a Lakota Dakota...

Woven thoughts, beaded in my brain, handmade pottery, of earths burnt umber clay

Changing colors,...

I am in the mist of faith, I can not see the light in front of me, I am lost in the wilderness

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Many moons have passed, the ages of bones, have all turned to ash

Where my heart and soul, found...

In the sky of movement, of magical forms, figures of art, that take over the horizon

Above the...

As a child I would look up to the tallest pines

I would put my hand above my brows, to keep the...

Running, scared in the night, I find myself entangled in the trees

I can not breathe, I no longer...

Every minute I am shaken, by the words in my head, by the things around me

I find myself in a...

Shadows of death, now, far into the past, I carried them with me, on my shoulders

Taking each step...

Never to look back again, never to know the hurt, never to know the pain

The blood droppings, they...

Beating with the drums of love, of native chant, of haunting past

The tales of Indian spirits, the...

As the snow flies, a starving family, the winter has been very hard

Desperate, feelings of...

No clothing to my body, as I am born naked, I am of native herritage

My people are proud, they will...