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you
for
visiting... .
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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
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