Sunlight golden,
Shifting shades of green.
You walk my forest
A laughing spirit being.
You take my hand
Your dark eyes glowing,
Wind softly
You sing me coyotes song.
Silent moccasin feet
Follow buffalo paths.
I watch white owl's feather
Guide my hesitant feet.
Flame dancing
I pray in quiet,
While bare arms lifted
Offer Spirit gifts.
They have intruded,
But they find us not.
The Great Spirit guides us
Even in the dark.
(1975)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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