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SUMMER’S RAIN

 

Summer’s eve

Rain falls

Gently

In harmony

With the Native American flute

Resounding blissfully

In the ambiance

Of soothing showers

Songs of evening’s dawn

Chime in too

Nestled within nearby trees

Cacophony of life

Disturb thy reverie

Finding balance

Takes patience

Letting go

Determination

Summer’s rain

Falling ever so

Gently

Quietly

Has ceased

Birds chime in

Once again

Breathe deep

And let go

Its only life

Its disruptions

Its disturbances

Are only moments

That fleet by

Listen to the birds

Singing

Giggling with joy

And smile

Find your balance

Your harmony

Within all

That moves you

And

Just be

A wise one

Once said

Just be…..

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FRIENDS OF FLIGHT

 

Pale blue morn

Soft rays

Of light

Quiet

Nonchalantly

Traveling

Three

Red-tailed hawks

Soaring and gliding

Graceful

Taking thy being

With them

In their freedom of flight

Then

Three became

Four

Delight

Rang through

Thy being

Watching

The beauty

Thy spirit

Soaring with them

Across the

Pale blue morn

Illuminated

By soft

Warm

Rays of elegance

Three red-tailed hawks

Became four

On this auspicious

Moment in time

Thy being soared

In their freedom of flight

And now

When in need

Of an escape

I shall look to the sky

And remember

My dear friends

Of flight

Soaring and gliding

Within the rays

Across the pale blue morn

Peace

Joy

Mitakuye Oyasin

My Friends

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“IN YOUR OWN BACKYARD”

Eagle Tree4 3.20.18

Dusk

20th day of March

Magical

Wide-eyed wonderment

Beheld thine eyes

Within the Birchwoods

Serene water

Cold breezes

Standing

Captivated

Humbleness over took

Thy being

The dream of a child

Who once nestled herself

Within the school’s library

Her favorite haunt

Browsing an encyclopedia

Came upon a picture

Of a soaring Bald Eagle

Lifting her away

In ecstasy

She composed

A poem

Called “Wings”

But was laughed at

By classmates

She ignored them

Through the dawns

Of her life’s journey

Dream visions

Of a soaring eagle

Would become her totem

Glorious indeed

But she had

Never seen

With waking eyes

Until an

Unexpected turn

By the pond

Or was it?

Revealed to her

Perched high

In a tree

Her totem

Regal and majestic

Enchanted her with awe

She humbly

Bowed with sacredness

His eyes met hers

Awestruck

Silence

Adrenaline

Flowing through her veins

Wonderment beheld

As she framed

This moment

In time

Upon the soul of her being

The dream

Of a flower child

Became fulfilled

Exultation rose

Within her

As he took flight

And disappeared

Within the rays

Of the setting sun

She

Standing in awe

Bliss

Soared with the eagle

In an unforgettable

Alluring sacredness

That will always be

Apart of her

And thy soul is

Richer now

Because she saw

The Bald Eagle

And watched it take flight

With her very own eyes

She now knows

The meaning of

“In your own backyard”

A magical moment

Indeed

And in the words

Of Nature’s voice and steward

Our good friend, John Denver

I’ll say…

“Far out!”

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EAGLE’S DANCE

Silent and still

Waiting upon

A burning desire

Above and through

The mystical

Colorful

Canyon walls

He comes

His pristine white head

And mighty wings

Shimmer in the rays

Of light

He soars

He twirls

He free falls

And back again

As the wind carries

Riding free

Majestic and bold

He calls to me

Soaring above

The circle of fire

Beginning to dance

His mighty wing

Brushes thy face

As I dance around

The crackling fire

In rhythmic time

As the subtle

Aromas

Of Sage, Sweetgrass and cedar

Rise

He then disappeared

Into the sun

As I became apart

Of the

Eagle’s dance

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SINGING with the WIND

 

Across the plains

So sunny and warm

The prairie grass

Dances with joy

Eagles, hawks and falcons

Soar within the cobalt sky

Ancient voices echo

Within the whispering wind

Listening

Then realizing

I, too

Had begun singing

With the wind

Across the plains

Becoming one

With the

Ancient echoes

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FOREST OF ENCHANTMENT

Upon a forest path

Of brilliant pure

Earthy hues

Never seen before

With thine eyes

So wondrous

A path

Long and straight

Clear and pristine

Dirt smooth as glass

Nestled within

The middle of the path

Grass as green

As emerald

The forest

Illuminated by

Soft white light

Was inviting and joyful

And running playfully

Down the path

Towards me

On the right

The most

Magical

Wonderful

Vision

Thine eyes beheld

A pure white

Wolf!

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