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Written By: Paqtism



The fire is dancing tonight and the winds are talking,

Dancers from the 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 heart beat,

Memories of long ago insights to the future.

I hear the winds whispering my sweat lodge dreams,

I see Sungmanitu Tanka(the wolf spirit) my guide.

He shows me the ancestors, not mine,

They are Ojibwe, or Cree, or Mohawk,

But, they are all First Nations, Our Nation!

Speaking wisdom to share with each of us.

Yesterdays create todays and promises of tomorrow,

The lies will die with the smoke.

And the whispers of the wind are clear and loud,

And we shall all see the return of our People!

Written On: 01/28/2001.DGBD Inc