SPIRITS IN THE WIND
Thunder rolls across the plains
I feel the cool breeze against my skin
A star twinkles in the twilight
It hides behind the angry clouds
Lightning splits the skies above the distant hills
A hawk screeches in the air above me
Drops of rain splatter upon my flesh
I feel the spirits in the wind
The rain falls hard against the parched ground
Mother Earth rejoices…she is refreshed
The wind is strong and powerful now
I feel its force against my body
I am strong like a tree; I will stand tall
My spirit is strong like the oak
I will survive the fury of the storm
And there are spirits in the wind
I hear the voices of the ancestors
They stood strong and tall like trees
And the trees fell in the midst of the storm
They cut them up and used them for firewood
The campfires crackled in the silence after the storm
The sparks rose up to Heaven like fireflies
And the ancestors ascended into the heavens
Like spirits in the wind
The storm has past and all is quiet
Except the wolf howling at the moon
The campfire is warm against my flesh
I watch the sparks ascend into the night
I feel the presence of the ancestors
I know I am never alone in the storm
The ancestors are forever with me
They are the spirits in the wind
Copyright May 29, 2002 JGO/Spanky Mongo