Misty Mountains

Upon the red rock cliff
we look in four directions
and see clouds drifting overhead

The Mountains of the Tetons
are covered in misty haze,
The spring storm approaches

Little Moon covers his eyes, half full
he squints into the distance
He has a vision, powerful and true
of his Father, Full Moon
or the man who looks through clouds
He see’s the misty mountains
as he faces the four directions

He bows his head towards each one
resting on his hands
He sits upon the granite rock

Facing the East
he awaits the morning dawning
and his brother Crooked Tree

He sways slightly in the breeze
leaning towards the south east
looks down on Lone Tree creek
noticing the flowing water
thinking of his mother who runs
from the bright rays of the sun
to the nearby Misty Mountains

She is the one who’s eyes are bright
they have their own light
to walk across the grassy plains

The Medicine Bows call to him
to show him when to return
for a pow wow with the Sun
The elders sit in the campfire circle
awaiting the visionary they seek

The one who see’s  Misty Mountains
He see’s the flowing water falls
as a gift to the sea

©Dale CJ Clark