onsdag 24. september 2008

Duke Redbird dikt

My Lodge

Simple was my lodge of birch
Pure was the water that I drank
Swift was the canoe that carried me
Straight was the arrow that protected me.
Wild was the meat that fed me
Sweet was the sugar maple.
Strong were the herbs that sustained me
Great was my mother, the Earth.

fredag 19. september 2008


Alv og Rimtussa