Texas . . .
The Dead Speak
"You have noticed that everything an Indian does is in a circle, and that is because
the Power of the World always works in circles, and everything tries to be
round…The sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a
ball, and so are the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion
as ours....Even the seasons form a circle in their changing,
and always come back to where they were. The life
of man is a circle from childhood to childhood,
and so it is in everything where power moves."
: Black Elk ~~~~>Oglala Sioux
The dead speak
and the words they say
dig deep…to the soul, agonizingly
spreading truths that burrow through flesh and bone,
heart and mind, truths so strong and evident that the blind
see their wisdom, and the deaf hear the ageless cries of soul-speakers,
caught in the timeless vortex of man's senseless inhumanity to man.
The dead speak
so the living may hear, and
learn, imbuing timeless knowledge,
trial and error understanding, concepts learned,
handed down through centuries, passed on from the great
nations of the land, who understood, protected and loved,
who instilled from generation to generation that all things were bothers,
gifts to one another; all things were to be respected, and honored,
used not abused, one under the Great Spirit's hand.
The dead speak, but the living, in their self-indulgent,
w.james beard, jr.
[This message has been edited by jwesley (edited 09-13-2000).]