Poem – The Search
The sound of metal scraping across rock strewn fields is not the imagination filling time with stories and...
Poem – Birth
In the beginning we come into this space as innocent beings fumbling around the empty fields stretching forever....
Poem – Return
In the end, when this life becomes the next, we become the raw materials returned to earth only...
Poem – Flowers
In the end, when this life becomes the next, we are left behind as one flower in the...
Poem – No Words
“No words”, as the sky burns and we watch from another place. “No words”, as I remember a...
Quote from Luther Standing Bear
“For the Lakota, kinship with all creatures of the earth, sky and water was a real and active...