Chants of the Spirit |
The priestly medicine man,Shaman of this wondrous new age Earlier than the long honored daylight he arises seeking a request of understanding,truth and wisdom, visions from his eternal gods and dietie...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 20:46:00 GMT |
SUMMER RAIN by Gerald Fisher |
Father Sky is grey
As the new light appears
And the laughter of birds is still
the clouds shed their tears and the land drinks of this heavenly dew
puddles replace the dust.
irresistible temptations f...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 20:54:00 GMT |
I AM HE BY ROBERT ELLIS |
I am he that cares too much and allows the world to penetrate.
I am the man that loves too deeply,while others merely perpetrate.
Do you see this man or the boy inside,with emotions to great and plent...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 21:24:00 GMT |
OH GREAT SPIRIT author John Yellow Lark |
OH Great Spirit whose voice I hear in the wind,Whose breath gives life to the world,Hear me!
I come to you as one of your many children.I am small and weak.I need your strength and wisdom.May I walk i...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 20:34:00 GMT |
Dream-Catcher author unknown |
Lost in the unknown of why Like the flight of an eagle up into the sky I see an image of the unknown Spreading its wings Playing a musical tone
This mystical mind on a journey Gliding amongst the clou...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 20:55:00 GMT |
Bundle of Joy by Niki Lasher(aka Kthulah) |
drinking the Earth"s blood as the Mountian rumbles its cold and yet I sweat as the chanter mumbles
Its all about to end its about to begin its ashes to ice its sacrifice for sin
a skull meets the ston...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 21:15:00 GMT |
Buffalo Dance |
Life lived full is the Buffalo Dance
My Father wears a coat of many colors for all the world to see,that deep inside his soul beats the heart of a Cherokee.
What have I learned from his spirit,and his...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 20:34:00 GMT |
The Calling By Gerald Fisher |
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...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 22:03:00 GMT |
Ghost Warriors by Donald Hook |
Shadows dance on canyon walls.They are shadows from my fire.And from these walls Ghost Warriors call "Your history is a liar"."Our sacred lands were stolen and this we cant forget"."The spirits of our...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 21:00:00 GMT |
Grandmother"s Blanket by Ann Murray Smith |
Grandmother"s Blanket holds the sweet smell of sage Woven by enchantment,as the Spirits feel no rage.Trimmed in eyelet shadows,cast into the snowTumbleweeds and deserts She traveled long ago.The threa...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 21:20:00 GMT |
