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Sunshine
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Listening to every heart

0 posted 2001-08-19 09:19 AM


Grey Owl

in their living past
he was fed on dreams that last
he would become one

taken to his heart
he could only become part
he dreamed Indian

to revere their way
put his past behind to say
I am one of them

hidden in his skills
was truth of his origin
shadowed by his will

Indian brothers
understood and accepted
he was taken in

he lived Indian
breathed and trapped, Indian
loved an Indian

but he gave all back
in written word and good deed
listened to earth’s creed

his time short on earth
his moccasins still whisper
listen to the wind



Grey Owl, 1888-1938

Read the story of a man who believed
in the Indian way, knew truth of the land,
took it to his heart as the way of
the people, and wrote the truth of the land.
http://www.theatlantic.com/issues/90jan/greyowl.htm


[This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 08-20-2001).]

© Copyright 2001 Karilea Rilling Jungel - All Rights Reserved
Rex Allen McCoy
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1 posted 2001-08-19 09:35 AM


Nicely written Karilea ... reminds me of my older brother ... he joined one of the tribes here and had to overcome many trials and hardships to become a tribe member

Rex

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2 posted 2001-08-19 09:35 AM


but he gave all back
in written word and good deed
listened to earth’s creed

his time short on earth
his moccasins still whisper
listen to the wind
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thank you for this lady Sun...
I am off to read the story...
good morning poetess of the warm  

Feels like Im dancin with truth and wisdom
Precious rhythm you are my guide
These days are sacred, my heart is humble
Oh warrior show me thy light

Nan
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3 posted 2001-08-19 09:36 AM


Very nice - I'm listening to the wind as I type... I think I hear his moccasins.. among the trill of birds in song... I like this one, Sunshine...

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4 posted 2001-08-19 09:39 AM


Sunshine,
Nice one enjoyed the read. *L*

Logan
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5 posted 2001-08-19 09:45 AM


very gentle smile, I can understand his driving need to so be...now I am off to read also
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6 posted 2001-08-19 09:52 AM


You paint the dreaming path very well, Sunshine. Nicely accomplished.
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7 posted 2001-08-19 03:15 PM


Well written Sun, me too--------------->

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8 posted 2001-08-20 05:08 AM


Karilea~
Thank you~

'his moccasins still whisper
listen to the wind'


The linked story was fascinating~
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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