THE CROW'S NEST
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THE OTHER ROOST
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SOMEHWERE
Somewhere the mountains touch the clouds
where eagles fly on black wings high
free against the blue forever sky.
Somewhere the wind blows the dust of time
in swirls across the caprock desert
and moon shadows dance in the mute silence.
Somewhere we shalll touch
our spirit wings mated
like earth and sky.
Somewhere our dreams
will float as one
like summer clouds.
WOLF SONG
From the hidden corners of far away
comes the mournful cry of a moon song
my mate, I call you
run with me in the shadows
along the stream of hidden dreams
where grow the flowers wild
feel the strength in your heart
know the power in your vision
know that I am at your side
no matter the distance that keeps us apart
know that his is true
and has been as time weaves
its shadowed web that we can not see
it is like the wind that frees us
and the earth that is our home
it will be with us
as long as the moon song is sung
and the heart is true
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SHADOW SONG
If my songs pour like rain
and floods you with my heart
then know my dream is true
It is not the wind I hear
but the flute song in my mind
playing to the woven web of my spirit
sending it to you
Hold my spirit wings
Hold them in your heart
If I am the ealge
you be my sky
I am the shadows dancing
from the fire burning inside me
a fire set by you
a fire which burns like the sun
a fire that never dies
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Rain Song
Sweet the rain that taps my roof
that bends back the fresh blades of grass
that reminds me of you with in each jeweled drop
Sweet the music in my heart
sung by you
written in floating, swirling clouds
painted with the wildflower's fresh bloom
Each time I count the drops of rain
I count the ticks of time away from you
the rumbling thunder breaks the silence
as you have broken into my heart
with all that is you I see the rainbow
I see the fresh new dawn arise
hear the tender call of birds
each to each they sing
like you sing inside of me
for you are the moment I cherish
tucked inside my spirit on this day
LONG SHADOWS
In the long shadows cast by the sun’s death
I see the flames break against the earth
Smoke rises to grandfather sky
Like words of a death song
The wind sings
The coyote calls with its tricks
The eagle soars on truth’s wings
With the flesh of my grandmother earth
To guide me past the shadows
I fly with the sun
Past the ruins of what was
To the dreams of what will be
Hear me grandfather
They do not know the songs
Buried deep in their hearts
The hatred of their mother blinds them
To the color of the rainbow
Just beyond their reach
The shadows tiptoe across the land
The winds sing for us to know
But those that are deaf
Will never hear
And those that are blind
Will never see
That the gift was given for us all
All the path that we walk
Is the circle of truth
That few can follow
MEMORY SONG
Shadow dreams come on the teardrop rain
Falling to feed the earth
My spirit flies with the wind
To the memory of the earthmother’s cry
Have they all gone to where the young colt runs
And the prairie grass is always green
They took our land
They took our dreams
And left behind their dead thoughts
To bury us in the land
To bury us in the sky
They put us in their promise books
They put us in their memory cage
Not the warrior free
Not the wind song calling
I do not go where they call
I do not find their truth to be mine
For this I am banished to history
Banished to a dead dream.
THE SUN
The sun is you when it breaks the night
And sends the darkness to sleep.
The first spring flower is the beauty of you
When it breaks free from the earth to rise.
You are the wind that touches me
And the air I breathe.
When the dust I am dance on
The spirit winds
You will still fill my heart
With the warmth of the sun
And the beauty of the flower.
The eagle soars and the wolf song sings
And the sky will speak and the earth will hear
That while I journey here
You touched me to my heart.
All I have will return to the earth.
All I dream will be your dream
Until the sun no longer rises
THE WARRIOR’S SONG
Death dressed in the warrior’s dream
Fell from the star sky
Cold earth rose with hungry arms
Swallowed the bison and the warrior
The remembering seed was planted
The flower was born.
The drums beat like a heart
The sky warrior danced
Old traveling songs are sung
And the ancient ones hear
And rise from their sleep
To follow south
The war road
I am the wind riding fast
And the shield held bravely
The spirits talk with lightning
The thunder marks the way
South, along the war road
Forever.
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