Deep down within the dirt,
Below the roots,
Below the darkness,
Where the light shines unseen
And the winds blow backward.
Here a “thrum … thrum … thrum”
Echoes with an ancient tongue
A story so old it has become new.
Pay attention to this tale, this tune,
And witness the whirlwind,
As it delivers the news,
As it delivers the medicines
For stitching back together
The torn things lying beneath.
This is my journey,
Nate Long “Owl”
Commissioned medicine drum for ceremony work
16-sided, 15” buffalo hide with cedar rim
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