A dream told in poetry |
Once I rode a golden horse along a diamond studded silver stream The sky above me, sang through rays of blue The earth below me, an emerald green The sweet shade of cottonwoods cooled my skin The wind sang through my hair Wild and free, I felt that day As the hoofs of grey Thundered under me I came upon a small path Where it led, I felt lost unknowing unaware The golden horse pawed the ground Dark clouds came down and the drums beat loud For down that unknown path I seen the red flowing free there lied my ancestors, in front of me My eyes lifted, and i began to sing Some unknown song, that was meant for me I seen the faces, of those before me As I sang and watched Those faces I felt my heart begin to beat A fast hard rhythm I sang and sang, into the night ahead of me a bright firelight I saw the people, dancing in step to the beat of my heart and the hoofs below me as they sprang forward, forward they ran, until they stopped before my own face I was one of the people I was the one who rode the golden horse I was the one covered in red I was the one who carried the dreams I was the one who held the pride I was the one who died As I sat upon the golden horse My arms reached up to the black sky My voice cried out to the creator And I asked why? The sky lit up As lightning struck I seen before me, the path was long The journey was hard I pulled the reins of the golden horse my flesh gave way I cried in pain as i felt the talon of an eagle rip through my vein My eyes wide, my heart beat wild You are free your spirit sings to be alive The creators voice spoke inside The words of others The deeds they do The hurt and pain Will all come for you Hold up your arms Hold up your head Dance into the night around that fire bright Your people will take you home Go over the bluff There you will find peace you will always remember The blood of your own Your people, your heart, your love, your own Do not hold your head down in shame You have earned the right to shed the pain And live in humble honor Hold the Pride of your people Within you always For it was never lost I heard the creator speak of this I lifted my head I raised my arms I held my pride I was no longer lost The creator spoke one last time Before I crossed the bluff and beyond his words were simple There will be those who will hate There will always be those who will use your pride against you There will always be those who fear for themselves There will always be those who know not their place Words they will use to break you down Take you down to their own fears Tell you not to be proud of who you are, and what you stand for For they hold no pride of their own Hold on to that horse of gold And never fall off, Be brave and bold As those before you have always been And you will see a nation before you Who will embrace you in its arms once again As my tears fell free And my hair whipped around me I heard that voice one last time Before I crossed that plain To the other side The voice came forth One last time You have held your ground You are now free The promises you made Through out your life Have been fulfilled Your purpose complete your journey is done Now rest in peace I smiled, held my head proud I felt brave and free as I crossed to the other side There before me My people stood Arms outstretched To welcome me I seen the eagle and hawk fly above them my circle complete for you my friend We earned the right to always and forever stand once again together with pride ** Image ID #448083 Unavailable ** ** Image ID #448086 Unavailable ** |