It is The Dream!
| Not every life begins in joy, not every flower
smells sweet there are not silver linings, beneath every dark rain cloud. Rainbows are fleeting, tenuous, and precious gifts of love that we should be so grateful for, but never are. Dreams are messages from the other side, if we are wise sent by those who care enough, to want to warn, and guide. Family is not blood alone, but connections of heart, and spirit granted as the greatest gift, ever given by our Creator. Spun across both land, and time, woven tightly in a great Circle Grandmother Spider knows us each by name, she is watching. I dreamed the power of two Suns, giant shadow hand, hovering, over the land below, dry, and cracking, the waters trapped between. Four Black Bears there were, all female, sitting at a great fire purple mountains in the back ground, so distant, four peaks. Two great Eagles circled above, male, and female, crying Seven golden female puma came to sit, but there was no male. Seven great Black Wolves came as well, all female, to sit Three Coyotes came, two female, one male, and they were crying. There were Rabbits, Prairie dogs, and two great green Turtles all came to sit at the fire, and I could hear them talking. Ten winters was my age, I did not understand, and was afraid I told no one for days, only cried, and cried, I knew this was bad. Grandfather, understood my fear, he loved me you see he took me to Holy One, to have my Spirit cleaned, to bring me peace. Sometimes one Dreams the dream, and life kills the dream many times mankind over comes, and sometimes it is the Dream that wins. Every life is gifted a song, it is the harmony of Mother Earth when there is no longer one who can sing them, it is the Dream That is Triumphant! Dekanogi Ulogilv Red Granny © Sheila Williams |
Awarded 15 December 2009
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