I am big.
Dancing fills my bones.
A dark past, I tap into.
Rain dances with wind!
A sky festival.
-Oh how the corn grows now!-
The sky speaks our tongue.
-Light flashes in the sky: a prophecy is born.-
The souls of my people shine the way
To the land of the never-hungry.
The rainbow trout swims
Weaving its way through the
Souls of my ancestors.
-The festival never ends.-
In the Sky.
My dancing ends.Irrelevant and Insignificant.
I am so small.
And I love what She's made me.
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Let Our Hearts Sing Out Without Restraint
PoetryThis is a collection of poems inspired by me everyday life. They are very intimate and honest so please respect them.