I feel the pains in your heart, i read through the emotions on each lines in your poem, i know what it means. My country was once a victim of colonization, we lost ot all the cultural heritage, economically and otherwise,many years after the colonial masters left we are still a victim of neo-colonization. Good display of emotions thank you.
An excellent write Mary and all too true. Early in 2001 I met a very proud old Indian woman in the north country of New Hampshire who had a fantastic spirit about her. She had a small roadside shack from which she sold Indian artifacts, hand made jewelry and other collectibles. I fell in love with an End of the Trail (Trail's End) statue she had and bought it from her. It is inscribed with what she told me is an old Indian proverb; "On the trail of life every person needs a place to restore their soul." I pretty much adopted that proverb and live by it. As she was wrapping that statue up for me she told me she felt a kindred spirit within me. I'm not sure what she meant by that but I'll never forget it or her. The following summer I went back to that little shack looking for her but she wasn't there. One of the townspeople told me that she just never came back again and no one seems to know what happened to her. I was in the north woods a week ago but now even the shack is gone. Life goes on I guess. Good luck and God bless.
Reviewed by Jane Wallace (Reader)
Reviewed on May 4, 2007
A subject close to my heart, Mary. I thin in a previous life I must have been a native american. Not that I look like they, not with my light hair and blue eyes but it is the closeness I share with nature and the animals and the way I know my creator. The way I understand how all things are connected. We have shown no honor in the way we have treated these proud people.
Beautifully written...I too am proud of my heritage, I am Cherokee and enjoy learning more about my ancestors. My maternal great, great, grandmother was full Cherokee, and her husband half cherokee. I love to read and find out more about their way of life, their trials, joys, and tribulations. Great write my friend, enjoyed this so very much!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
MaryGrace your works are always beautiful and heartfelt a true reflection of your inner spirit.
Your works are uplifting, honest, and loving always a pleasure to partake of.
"A Part of America's Creed" a wonderful and colorful tribute to our first people. Native Americans are the true America in my personal opinion, their spirit is what makes America~America! One with spirit, one with heart, one with mind, soul, and the earth/Creator.
Thank you for sharing this gem of a write,
From the Heart of an Artist...
BEAUTIFUL shining tribute to your heritage. Wado. :) (Cherokee for "thank you.") I am not Native American, but was adopted by a Native dance troup that included me in their circle "friendship" dance. :)
I think what we did to them is truly one of the blackest marks in our U.S. history, MaryGrace, and very sadly, there are many black marks. And I truly believe they could have taught us much, if we had listened.
O, MaryGrace, you are so fortunate to be part Native American. I have always admired the history/culture of the Native Peoples of our nation; too bad we can't treat them with the dignity and respect they rightfully deserve! Very beautiful write; well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I don't have an ounce of Native American in me: I'm third generation American of Polish/Russian/Hungarian/Slovenian descent.
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Karen
But this did bring back memories of a very funny Buster Keaton movie..
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Your works are uplifting, honest, and loving always a pleasure to partake of.
"A Part of America's Creed" a wonderful and colorful tribute to our first people. Native Americans are the true America in my personal opinion, their spirit is what makes America~America! One with spirit, one with heart, one with mind, soul, and the earth/Creator.
Thank you for sharing this gem of a write,
From the Heart of an Artist...
BEAUTIFUL shining tribute to your heritage. Wado. :) (Cherokee for "thank you.") I am not Native American, but was adopted by a Native dance troup that included me in their circle "friendship" dance. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I don't have an ounce of Native American in me: I'm third generation American of Polish/Russian/Hungarian/Slovenian descent.