Morning sun:
You reach through the
curtains this crack of dawn.
My eyes unguardedly welcomes you.
Sight is restored.
Awoken.
Your radiance shines into me.
The air you deliver to my lungs
rejuvenates me from
my nightly slumber.
Lost in dreams.
A different world.
Morning sun:
Touch me deeply into the day
Allow blessings from the holy nation
above - to cleanse me, endlessly.
See me as I am.
My moccasin feet.
My calico shirt.
My ruffled skirt.
Glittered with cedared beliefs.
Morning sun:
I am adorned with you.
Dressed in the colors of the
Sacred directions-
Abalone shell
Turquoise
Black jet
White shell.
Eastern…
Southern…
Western…
Northern…
Directions.
Grant me the fill in the blanks of this cycle.
See me not how the white shadows
perceives me.
But see me as the red and
brown tones of the earth
that I am.
Morning sun:
I am adorned with you.
Clothed, smeared in your creation of paint.
Abalone shell.
Turquoise.
Black jet.
White shell.
I am of you.
Divine.
Natural.
Romance me.
Let the saga resume.
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