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Medicine Hat |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Medicine Hat By: Noah Eaton 6/25/01 Wild ponies stride gallantly in the white sage prairies Blue corn empires swaying through the hillsides in the wind like gypsy dancers A medicine man’s lost tears are the remedies of pride Hence his hat sits still, sunflower fields soused in His remedies Watching the sun rise, holding a tomahawk in his hand Red Earth watches the smoke rise from the campfire Surrounded by his elders that have vowed to make spiritual sacrifices Sitting on red rocks nestled within a suffusing valley of lush green land He sits high on his white horse, opening the doors to the vastness of the Great Spirit Sacrifices never limited, every person dancing to life, breaking to the sunrise Drummers roaring to homage and well-being, energizing the skies with electricity Spiritual passions counted to the addictive rambling of the drumbeats beating with a brave clinched fist Choctaw mothers hold their children close to their bosoms In a Blessing Of The Children, setting the future at the fork of the Red Road Voices of ancestors whispering into the hearts of their great grandchildren Cradled between the spirits of a bear and a falcon, learning to brave, to grace, to overcome Losses healed through profusive tears in the Wiping Of Tears ceremony Releasing all that must be released, regardless of how many tears are shed Dancers summoning the holy spirits to mend the heaviness Two soft healing hands stroking both side of ones face, feathered by the medicine man, the souls fidelity The Healing Ceremony follows, convalescing for the sake of mankind Healing all physically, emotionally, and spiritually Standing tall in emptiness, struggling to balance like a rafter in a hurricane Healing in the Dance Of Life until you feel nothing but to be, in heart and mind Red Earth smiles as all his believers feel the essence of life, bequeathing non-existence Every lost prayer and blessing again gracing the valley All the sacrifices of the dancers acknowledged through song While Red Earth launches the eagle, reminding how close Essence is Red Earth paints a smile as he rides off into the distance As many of His white-maned brothers eat the wild grass within the blue corn paradise Grazing on a sacred land governed by the Earth Mother Topped with the medicine hat, for all who find it be embraced by the ulterior spirit |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Noah....this is beautiful. Thank you for sharing this part of you.... |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Noah...much ground covered here... and much to ponder... an epic read... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Well and beautifully done Noah! |
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Sharon Member
since 2001-06-04
Posts 53Within a whisper |
This is lovely..so full of imagery! |
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