I didn't walk away from you,
I stayed where there is growth
I didn't turn my back on you,
I turned towards the Light.
Here is where the gentle scent of tules
beckons for strong woven cords
the brightly colored beads lend themselves
to the sturdy sinew for necklaces
lovingly chosen to be worn with THIS dress for the memorial or naming
or funeral...
there's the song - do you hear it?
if you close your eyes you can see the old ones weeping
for the sheer joy the song brings forth
hum with me now, you'll see why I stay...
you call me away from here
would you pull my roots from this ground
and plant me in that place so loathed?
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