Natosi,
the sun travels heavy through a smoke filled sky,
the fires are promising a plentyful harvest of morels next spring.
survival is still an issue
the seasons listen to mother earth
man remembers his place
awe
where we live
Montana, the big sky country inspires, scares and focuses my intent
having spent many evenings around the fire and at ceremonies with my kainai friends
i have finally begun to write about healing, respect, my place, prayers, arrogance
and compassion, happiness and participation
wanting to open the door
i ring the bell
