WHO TOLD THE INDIAN THIS WAS HIS LAND?
In Honor of Great Spirits of Crazy Horse and Sitting Bull
One God
Our God
Is a God of life
Of peace.
This life
I eat thorns
Weep blood.
True too
I float as
Do clouds
In wind.
I fly
In dreams
Party with Saints
In heaven.
Outside my door
About my windows
All manner
Of life blooms
Fecund.
Still often
my heart is desert
Prairie
No wind
How do we manage
Each day
Again
to
Begin?