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THE MEDICINE OF YELLOW HORSE


 
now that i have walked
those sacred Black Hills
black words & black thoughts
no longer flow through my brain
unrecognized
catching them in their formation
i run in all determination
to denature them i run
from habitual joining in
with others it is too easy
drawing into the whirlpool
dark & dank would hide me
from the sun who brights my eyes
in our undoing of ancient ties
i root myself to Mother & becoming
all that nurtures life & heals
in mists of fog remembered
Yellow Horse
in his repeating way,
"I am only a human being,"
like buffalo, head bowed,
and in humble dignity,
"There are only two roads;
the material road
which is not happiness,
and the un-material road
which is..."
Acorn  ~  Acorn #2  ~   Babel

The Gathering of Eagles  ~  Oh Money God

Ode To A Best Friend   *   Ode To Kent State

When Hope Is Gone, Hope Is All There Is

Ode to Earlene Bean   *  The Wing Leaf'ed Wind