Christine Natale

Rookie (August 9,1955 / Glen Ridge, New Jersey)

Native Land - Poem by Christine Natale

She strides across the land each day
From sacred place to sacred place
What does she see?
What does she know?
Giant woman of Light

Great birds circle along her way
Spiraling the outline of her form
What do they hear?
What do they need?
Vortex path of Spirit

All those to whom our spirits pray
Guardians of this native land
What do you teach?
What do you speak?
Ancient words of Power

We who witness truth today
Must feel and see our mother’s wounds
What will we do?
What will we say?
Human rite of Healing

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  • Rookie Ron Flowers (9/1/2008 8:44:00 AM)

    This is a 10 for sure.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 2, 2008



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