Friday, November 5, 2010

Wiwanyag Wachipi

Grandpa Pat came to talk with me
He sat in the chair by the door
Hanblecheyapi Inipi explainer of things

He said "Your ready to dance now girl"
I looked at him and scorned his words
If I can't hold one vision in balance
What makes you think I can go to the tree
Sundance four days in the sun and melt

My beloved wise gentle elder
Who guided me through thick and thin
When I was seeing things he listened
Not like them bloody doctors with drugs

Grandpa Big Smoke was a spirit warrior
He walked to death a free man silent
When his ashes were returned to water
That morning sun gifted us all brilliantly