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I am the Dance

004 (3)I have carried this poem with me since I was eighteen.

It was written by a woman, her name is Karonicktatie. She was a west coast poet from the First Nation’s culture. I found it in an obscure paper on local events in Vancouver. I wish I knew more about her.

I am the dance

forward

I am the dance

backward

I am hand in hand

eyes closed

voice soaring

I am the wind

the dance

the heartbeat

the drum

I am hand in hand

I am touching

earth

hand in hand

I am touching

sky

eyes closed

voices soaring

eyes open

hand in hand

I am raised above

eyes open

voice leaving

and gaining

the power circle

that will find

me raised above

the dance

I am

I am the step

Moccasin’d whisper

Your smile

comes to me

across

the smoke

weaving light

and dark and

drum

The water drawn

by full moon

rub the ashes

on face and

hair

Hand in hand

your smiles

come to me

across

the dance

I am

forward

I am the dance

backward

I am the lifetime

eyes closed

the wind.

 

The photograph is the tornado that rose to the sky a few years ago, the view from our lane way. It was an amazing experience, to see the world change so quickly.

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