Ziibi~ June 11~The Prize

The Prize

Three good friends canoe down the Kinni
Each with their own bag of thoughts.

They navigate through Clapping Waters
All ready to share the contents of their bags
Two being fuller than one
They begin with the artist.

When all of a sudden in mid sentence
Time stops…
The powers of Nature are among them
Before any of them see her
They hear the air between her wings.

The fisherman in the rear
Only noticed the fish.
The artist in the front
Only saw the bird.
The dreamer in the center
Wide eyed, witnessed the marvel of both.

An Eagle great in essence and size came from above
Diving down to the surface of calm waters
A little ahead of the trio
Grabbing a huge trout in her claws
Hovering over the water
Flapping her powerful wings
Gathering her strength
Then flying away with her prize.

Dedicated to Brandy Brenna
©River June ‘10


Ziibi~ May 30, 2010


Powwow Dancers of all regalia dance around the circle.
The Big Drums resonate
The heartbeat of the Earth and the songs of the people.