Starting At The Fire
The Fire –
It sees not good, nor an evil.
It only serves;
To provide warmth,
And to recycle.
Destroy the old, so the new can begin.
Man can often control the fire,
But only if it’s willing to be controlled.
It’s much like a being,
It serves and destroys.
Inhales and exhales.
Therefore it IS a being.
It’s born, then it dies.
It can die naturally,
It can be killed.
Some are harder to kill –then has it a heart?
Strong hearts die hard.
Weak hearts die with pain.
The fire at its strongest grows free,
So Shall . . . The Soul.
Jim “Snake Killer” Nicholson
Pow Wow 2011
Eagle soars across clear blue sky
Begging gentle rain to cry
Cherokee warrior on the field
Enemy mine whose fate is sealed
A warrior with darkened eyes
Sits upon the cloud of lies
Dancing bells and feathers fly
Spinning webs of love to tie
All the nations. All the world
One great spirit. Peace unfurl
Kim Orr