Facing the West Wind

Facing the West Wind

Facing the West Winds : Sweat streaks have dried dirty on the arms and chest. Muscles are sore and hunger growls, so a comforting shower, meal, and bed beckon. Remembering the work completed, the miles walked, the bumps stumbled, the people met, and the words shared....
Faith

Faith

Faith : As faith grows In both Spirit and Self So do the invisible wings. And there will come a day When flight will be had Without trepidation. This is my journey. — Nate Long “Owl” Graphite and ink with digital...
The Upper End of the Wheel

The Upper End of the Wheel

The Upper End of the Wheel : At the upper end of the wheel Where Bear passes the torch in the dark sleep time To Bison and her herd as they trudge through snows It is here where the old ones can almost be touched But definitely heard and seen With their instructions...
Bear Medicine

Bear Medicine

Bear Medicine : From a large hump of fur in the dark corner A large flat drum is played. A sleepy tempo with deep resonance Accompanies the non-verbal guttural humming. The cave walls flicker to the small flame Revealing the seven small furry sleeping humps Laying in...
The Collector

The Collector

The Collector : In this modern world, it becomes easy to become a collector of friends and experiences and memories. There is so much wonder and beauty out there and there is a thrill in touching as much of it as possible. This is all placed upon our shelf so we can...
Gates

Gates

Gates : Each moment of our life is a transition A doorway into something new A passage through the North gate The mirror you look into each morning Is a glimpse into that moment Where you are looking into the mirror At yourself from yesterday or tomorrow. Say,...
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