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"Dudum dump dump". The throbbing bass beats of the drummer circle go deep to my soul and move my shuffling feet. Moccasins move dust in tiny smokey wisps as I follow an ancient trail around the council fires. "Tingle, tangle, tink." The carefully bent chewing tobacco can lids shine in the light as I follow other dancers. Fancy feathers on string replace the eagle plumes worn by my forefathers as I follow an ancient trail around the council fires. "Swish, swish, swish" The rawhide tassels of my beaded shirt and fancy leggings move back and forth to the rhythm of my body as I follow the dance and hope the audience is entertained by my skill as I follow an ancient trail around the council fires. "Howiwacipi, Howiwacipi" (Smoke Dancer, Smoke Dancer) My grandfathers call to me, "Why do you dance to white-made traditions when you could join us? Stand tall and remember The People's traditions. Take your place upon sacred Mother Earth as I follow an ancient trail around the council fires. ****HOWIWACIPI-Sacred Dance http://language.nativeweb.org/Lakota_translation.htm *****http://www.ohwejagehka.com/smokedance.htm |