CRY OF THE EARTH
By memphis
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Cry OF the Earth
Between each distance lingers, underneath a pressurized
Corrosion; of defeatism, percolate on fringes.
From ceremonies of the storm: Spirit of the Tribe,
Dance a new song; Drummer, drums, white buffalo
Hums, once again having overthrown and pinned down
On the third count, until flute Winds brings flute melodies.
After fleeting evidence, hope takes flight:
Like eagle flies high to summon with an eagle bone whistle
Feathers gently glide through the air; then reborn in the
Next life. As distant calls in a serenade on the pond.
Where hopes face off faith must be preserved.
Like the snow on the mountain Mesa Peak; wild stallions
Ponies and colts huddle around the dust, as echo sounds
The cicada brings night in with a gentle pitch.
Travelers across their native lands; driven to extension
by the blue eyes plan. The Elder and Chiefs gather, their
Kins leaves a trail of tears, that no one can understand
that their spirit never dies it lives on in the rocks, forest,
rivers, and mountains it murmurs, in the brooks and
whispers in the trees their hearts are in the earth that
We now walk on and their voices can never be silent.
All things are connected.
The Owl, wolf, eagle, bear, salmon, and Snake.
Medicine power, the gathering of those keepers of the night.
The earth is the Mother of all people, and all people should
have all rights to it. Among the people, friendship has
built a bond of furious character. There is no death only
a change of worlds. Everything an Indian does is done in
a circle, and that is because the power of the world always
works in a circle. Listen,
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Hi Memphis,
Hi Memphis,
I was so captivated by this poem, Just had to leave a comment. The message is clear and passionate representing the path of our beautiful Mother Earth. I respect your words, they speak to me. Having known a Sioux Chief and spent much time with him, I learned a lot about their ways. You have touched on those beliefs with great clarity.
Brilliant and if I could I'd give this a cherry.
Peace be with you.
Jenny.
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Yes, I'm with Jenny on this
Yes, I'm with Jenny on this one; I felt a drum beat behind your words - a good thing!
Dougie Moody
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