“I remember a world where
the crash of ocean waves
carries the voices of the Gods, the soft light of the
moon is Her gift to us,
and every living thing is my relative~my Mitokweosin.
I remember a world in
which the howl of a wolf, the flight
of a raven, and the sound of the wind through the
trees have meanings too deep to tell.
I remember a world where
dreams run deep,
life runs slow, and eternity unfurls itself on a spiral.
I remember…because I have