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SPIRIT
Senior Member

since 2002-12-29

Posts 1745
California Desert

0 posted 2007-09-17 12:20 PM

WARRIORS

I lie here on these skins,
knowing I am close to
the time of my passing.
Soon I will join your father,
my beloved husband, in the
land of the Great Spirit.
I am not scared, my sons,
I look forward to being
with my Chief again.

I am proud of you all, never
think that I played favorites,
you …the oldest two are so
different from your younger
brother, how could I have ever
treated you the same?

Tribal Law suggests that the
women of the Tribe leave the
raising of the young males to the
braves, that they might become
great warriors and hunters.
You are both like your grandfather,
a great chief, your father’s father
who believed in many wives, and in
treating them as slaves and animals.

I must admit that I do not
admire this in you, I have seen you
take that which was not yours to take,
and although I have loved you,
I have also despised some of the
things you have done. I am most
fortunate though that my husband
did not treat me with such disrespect.

I cannot enter into your tepees,
for you have a coolness about you.
You would have had me become squaw
to another, that I might not be yours
to be responsible for. You never could
understand that I could never lay with
another other than your father, my
beloved companion of many years.

You have both been quick
to put on the paint of war,
and lead your tribe into battles.
Your bodies bear witness to the
fact that you have suffered much,
in fighting for freedom and for what
you believe in. Your bravery will
never be in question. I wear each of
your scars upon my heart…your pain
has been mine.

Fear not my children,
I am not asking you to take
on the responsibility of your younger
brother when I am gone. He will be
most welcome in the camp of my brother
and his family; all arrangements have
thus been made.

You are so strong, handsome and
your people follow your lead. How
could any mother not be proud of you?
But the mightiest warrior of you all is my
youngest son, him of the gentle bearing
and serene soul.

His scars - unlike yours are unseen.
He has walked barefoot
on the hot coals of hatred
…because he is different.
He has even been taunted at, by you,
his brothers, yet he shows you nothing,
but the highest esteem.
Even you must admit it is with his arrow,
that you have fared favorably with
…for he has well studied the need
for perfection of our simple weapons.

He is purely a visionary,
tempered with great patience
and his knowledge surpasses
that of the elders of the tribe.

Heed well my words,
my most beloved sons,
He is a leader,
and will lead you to peace,
when you are too tired to fight on.
You are followed in fear,
but others will pursue your brother
out of respect and love.
Follow him they will,
into the Valley of Peace,
to places where the pastures are green
and the waters are as clear as crystal.

He is the promise of the future,
a promise of harmony and insight
between men of all color.
The Shaman, revered brother
of my Grandfather, has talked at
much length into the winds and the
Great Spirit, has answered him
…that this will come about as law.
Think on what I have said
and live your lives with nobility,
respect and empty your hearts of the
hatreds within.

I lie here on these skins,
knowing I am close
to the time of my passing.
Soon I will join your father,
my beloved husband,
in the land of the Great Spirit.
I am not scared my sons,
I look forward to being
with my Chief again.

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

1 posted 2007-09-17 12:30 PM

Your poetry never fails to touch my own SPIRIT.
I had tears welling in my eyes and a lump in my throat. Exceptionally moving and poetic.

I have missed your words, Spirited One.

If this be a true story, then the tears will not just be rimming my eyes, they will be falling in torrents down my cheeks.

Love & Manitou Light,

EA

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

2 posted 2007-09-17 12:31 PM

SPIRIT~
This is WONDERFUL ... how gently you laid the words down~
Yet, powerfully they command full read~

I admire this talent you have shared~

*Huglets*
~*Marge*~
~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~
Email - [email protected]

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

3 posted 2007-09-17 01:01 PM

quote:
You are followed in fear,
but others will pursue your brother
out of respect and love.
Follow him they will,
into the Valley of Peace,
to places where the pastures are green
and the waters are as clear as crystal.

The youngest son a light warrior, an outsider in his brothers' eyes, yet this Mother knows with the wisdom of those who have lived in deep awareness, that he represents the future.

A story that touches the heart deeply and describes so powerfully the two different ways of leaders ... the Mother knows.

My compliments for this excellent piece.
Love,
Margherita

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

4 posted 2007-09-17 01:09 PM

Hi Spirit.
What a beautiful poem. It reminded me
of my mother who was half Native American
(Creek) I just joined this sight so I will look for other poems by you.

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

5 posted 2007-09-17 04:25 PM

A wonderful flow of words...James

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