One Tribe One Spirit Many Reflections

Both sides have Fought

Both sides have Lost

As Always is the Case

May the Inner Warrior

Protect us from Ourselves

May the Inner Conqueror

Be Victorious

May the mind’s Foe Destroyer

Be Successful

The Enemy is always Within

Without, We See Our Own Reflections

To Look into the Silent, Pristine Lake

All we need to do is See Ourselves

Within these Grateful Visions

Are found the Eagle’s Wings

Which carry us above All Mountain Tops

To Soar on Noble Wings

To Move on Whispering Winds

Of Great Spirit’s Voice

We Touch the Roof of the World

The Home where Sacred Spirit Dwells

Where Father Sky

May tell a Funny Story or Two

And Make us Laugh

And then

With Good Medicine

May we fill the Empty Basket

Of our Hearts

Returning

To Share with Mother Earth

This War is Over

The Next has Not Begun

In Between exists Much Love

Next Time

May we Remember All The Love

In the Basket of our Hearts

Where No One Wins or Loses

For we are One Tribe, One Spirit, Many Reflections

Native Wisdom

"Only After the last tree has been cut down,
Only after the last river has been poisoned,
Only after the last fish has been caught,
Only then will you find that
money cannot be eaten."

Aha Stories and Poems with Native American themes:

Mother Earth, Father Sky