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In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
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“Where the mountain crosses.
On top of the mountain, I do not myself know where.
I wandered where my mind and my heart seemed to be lost.
I wandered away.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
On top of the mountain, I do not myself know where.
I wandered where my mind and my heart seemed to be lost.
I wandered away.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
“In time of rain I come:
I can sing among the flowers:
I utter my song: my heart is glad.
Water of flowers foams over the earth:
My heart was intoxicated.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
I can sing among the flowers:
I utter my song: my heart is glad.
Water of flowers foams over the earth:
My heart was intoxicated.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
“No matter how hard I try to forget you, you always come back to my thoughts
When you hear me singing I am really crying for you.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
When you hear me singing I am really crying for you.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
“By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,
From there the wind comes and blows over the world,
By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,
From there the clouds come and rain falls over the world.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
From there the wind comes and blows over the world,
By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,
From there the clouds come and rain falls over the world.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
“We weep,
tears of blood,
we weep,
In despair, crying,
we weep;
the sun forever has stolen
the light from his eyes.
No more his face do we see,
no more his voice do we hear,
nor will his affectionate gaze
watch over his people.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
tears of blood,
we weep,
In despair, crying,
we weep;
the sun forever has stolen
the light from his eyes.
No more his face do we see,
no more his voice do we hear,
nor will his affectionate gaze
watch over his people.”
― In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
