Tuesday, May 6, 2014

into the wind.....



My horse and I
Eagle spirit guide circles in the sky
The war cry goes out this day
I am defeating the demons in my way
It's just my horse and I
Riding fast, letting go the why-s
Gallop pace
The past retraced
and released into the wind
Sister Sun is warm upon my native skin
 
Squaw warrior of great wisdom
My dark hair, in the sun, flies in colors as a prism
Wind whips through my long and silky mane
Riding fast in the sun, rejoicing in the respite of the rain

Rising unto my self...... as does my kindred sun
I am akin to this land, my journey, just begun
Will guide me inward for answers
Inner truth I shall find, sun will cauterize the cancer
of the lies thrown down upon us
When the strangers came and brought the circus
of their ways and their deception
I will ride away engaging my own protection
 
My horse and I
Across the plains and o'er the soil we fly
Withers foaming..... nostrils flared
Discovering where we are going when we get there
The pain flies off into the wind, let go the toil
Cross the plains and over the soil

Gallop pace
The past retraced
and released into the wind
Sister Sun is warm upon my native skin

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