the dawn rises over the forest,
the dawn promised to wait for us
in the eyes of the eagle the drums smile
and dance
eagles jump up, take turns around the lake,
one round, the second round... fourth,
the drums hit the sky,
feathers fall off,
smoothly
are falling, and
are kissing the grass, and
are kissing the earth
when the eagles come down and down
with the beak are catching the fish
from below waters
the thundering sounds swear the waterfall to be combed by the sun
when drummers smolder all year round
like the star of the night,
smolder like coal extracted from the hearts of ojibwe people.
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Liked the beautiful title of this poem. It drew me to read the whole work of art. Top Marks.
A wonderful poem adorned with beautiful poetic expressions and crystalline images. Well crafted.
Fantastic poem - movements and mannerisms of the majestic eagle so beautifully portrayed through this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a magnificent tribute to the majestic beauty of eagles! Absolutely stunning imagery. And I can hear the drumming. Thoroughly enjoyed your poem, Maria.