Ouachita

By Hawk Watcher

 

Drum beats softly caress out thoughts

As we sit about the sacred fire

In Spirit, In brotherhood

In love with one another

and with Mother Earth

 

We are a people in a Spirit

In Spirit we are a Tribe

This is the Circle Sacred

The mad world stays outside

 

We are Ouachita

People of the Future

People of the Now

Spirit is our teacher

Spirit shows us how

TO BE

 


 

Sha Peko

Ouachita

Copyright 1988

 


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