A Spring Poem
Song for Misty and Lori
feel good about yourself
early in the morning
you can hear the birds chirping, whistling,
right there right there in the yard
listen to them see how
light they are hopping about
they know the spirits are here
early in the morning before sunrise
in the gray light the spirits hover about
go out and welcome them
savor the morning air
savor the stillness of little bird noises
they wait for you: the spirits of your grandpa acoma
the spirits of your uncles
the spirits of relatives you never knew
they know you they marvelled at your birth
they wait for you saying: come out
greet us, our little ones
come out, we want to see you again
they hover waiting in front of the house
by the doors, above the windows
they are waiting to give us their blessing
waiting to give us their protection
go out and receive them: the good spirits in the gentle-bird morning
they hover singing, dancing in the clean morning air
they are singing they are singing.
-from A Breeze Swept Through (West End Press)