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The Walking Spirit

This Lend opens from the Yukon River
To the Strait of Fire.
On every pebble I see the site
Of the feathered man
A wolf, a buffalo, a flying eagle
Are carrying his image.
The foreigners are walking throughout the Land
Stepping on my ancestor's feathers.
The Great Spirit stays along
No need for me to prove it.
I'm here
The Walking Spirit.

January 18, 2019