Inspired by the whisperings of the ancient winds, I press onward . . .
Tomahawk in hand
Bow ready nearby
Seeking the wisdom of my ancestors
I follow legendary paths of the elders, pressing forward . . .
Medicine woman
I seek remedies
That will restore vitality to all
Every sickness has a remedy buried in the wilderness
Ah . . . the forest shorn
All the plants have died
With it . . . the wisdom of my ancestors
I follow the somber paths of burnt offering, pressing toward
The tears of mankind
With no cures, relief
Inspired by the whispering of the ancient winds, I press onward . . .
Looking for forests
Standing undiscovered.
Published 2001 in my book, A Little Hope, and is in honor of my father's Cherokee mother who died when he was a toddler around 1915. She was the daughter of the medicine man.
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Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2003
Very nice piece, Sandra.
Sad to say, I'm afraid we may be out of undiscovered forests.
It's always so wonderful to read something like this. In the ancient days, women who practiced medicine did wonders to the world and the medical society. Many practiced herbal remedies, and nothing is better than the healing from the nature.
The Six Bells of Madame Lin is the first book in The Witch of Marigold Hall Trilogy, a fictionalized account of the struggles of Lin Mang, a blind woman who manages to navigate the world during the Mongol conquest of China in the 13th Century. Withou
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Sad to say, I'm afraid we may be out of undiscovered forests.
Sandie and Buddy :o)