Wow there are a lot of people here with a Native American Indian Heritage. It's really something to hear all of your stories and your backgrounds. This is for those who shared their stories. Marge, Noah, Passing Shadows, Iliana, Garysgirl, ARH, Sunshine, Magnus, inkedgoddess, NewEnglandlazurlu, and anyone else that I missed.
I am the light of the clouds and the rain in the air;
My feathers spiral from the staircase of heavens lair,
I am the mysterious voice from troubled times past,
And the earth under the fields of orchard wheat grass.
I am the teardrop from a cloud upon the warriors grave,
And the shadow that charges before the riding brave,
I am the setting sun that kisses the earth’s gentle hand,
And a blanket of petals that lay over the mother land.
I am the spirit of the thunderbird that encircles thy path,
And the protector against the coyote’s cunning wrath.
I am the wayward trail that leads to the highest rock.
And the seeing behind the keen eyes of the hawk.
I am the remembrance of your ancestral struggled past,
And the journey on the trail of tears until the very last.
I am with you from the beginning until the end,
For I am the ancestral drum of your heart that beats within.