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Honor Dance for the Four WindsChrystosBecause we are sacred to each other you create a feast for us to share placed carefully on newspaper Each grain of rice a memory of freedom Each bean a song of respect I am giving you all the stars Ive seen I am bringing you the moon in my voice I am dancing you old mountains Wind riding wild ponies through canyons of our pain I am covering each of you in a shawl with long silky fringe & deeply colored roses I am folding blankets for you in blazing patterns I carry you carefully in my eyes on all my journeys I dream nightly of the keys I will forge of your loneliness, cradled smooth Trapped in walls of hatred that I so rarely breach listening for the birds who fly over razor wire coils your spirits rise before me I am burning sweet grass sage & cedar as each dawn I call your names From Chrystos, Fire Power, Press Gang Publishers, Vancouver, 1995 Reprinted by permission  Last updated August 16, 2003 08:15 PM |
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