The Calling

The fire is dancing tonight and the winds are talking

Dancers from past lives enter the circle

Leading me back and forth through the history of myself

The mind searches as the spirit dances

The drums…dancing to the heartbeat

Memories of long ago insights to the future

I hear the winds whispering my sweat lodge dreams

I see Sungmanitu tanka (the wolf) my guide

He shows me the ancestors, not mine

They are not Lakota, or Tsalagi, or Iroquois

But they are all Nations, one Nation

Speaking with wisdom to share with each other

Yesterdays create todays and promises of tomorrow

The lies will die with the smoke

And the whispers of the winds are clear and loud

And we shall all see the return of the buffalo

AHO

(C) Gerald Fisher

Invite your indigenous self to take a place in the circle? What wisdom does he or she have to share with you?
What animal guide would join you? Write about your animal guide, reflecting on their wisdom and gifts.
What insights from long ago are needed now?
Write a poem, beginning with the words, “The fire is dancing tonight…”

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