He glides up above observing....,
and there was a time when he has seen the
true beauty and goodness in this garden.
He has seen water sparkling from its purity flowing down
noble mountains as he felt the refreshing power of clean
air as he worked with the winds to fly.

He heard the rumbling roar of great herds of buffalo
moving across the plains and he has seen Mother Earth
green with healthiness as she raised healthy children
with healthy minds and bodies.

In carrying out his duty he has seen the countless
offerings of the Indigenous people striving to exist
in the true perfection of a two legged in harmony
with Mother Earth.

He has seen the happiness of the children as they
played with pureness in their hearts and he knew
that the Creator smiled upon us with his blessings.

He has seen the arrival of the newcomers who
disrupted our sacred way of life with the desire
of stealing our homelands.

He has seen the courage of our warriors defending
Mother Earth not afraid to die for they know their
spirits will return to our Creator.

He has seen the suffering of the Indigenous people
being hunted down like a wounded deer and he has seen
the real freedom of life disappear from this land.
Even his own image of freedom was placed on papers
and he sees his sacred feathers
being sold for those papers.

Today as he flies above the clouds in space once
only reserved for them, he hears the charge of
the iron birds crashing through the clouds.
He avoids the clouds of filthy air which lingers
over bee hives of busy people
hurrying to satisfy their own taste of honey.

He is sad to see his own die from the lightening power
of endless wires, and words cannot explain the hurt
he feels when he sees his kind in captivity,
displayed for curiosity.

He sees the Indigenous people still trying to be sacred
in ceremonies, but suffering more from the heat
of Father Sun, because the poison has weakened
the sacred blanket in the sky.

He sees the Creator medicine, the food and plants
placed on Mother Earth with the purpose to nourish
and heal..being poisoned.

He sees the poisoned water enter the bodies of
men and animals, causing sickness. He sees all
natural life trying to do their duty on a tired
over worked Mother Earth, and his tears fall as he
sees the woman feel the pain of Mother Earth.

He hears the humble cries of our holy people
asking for a sign from the Creator.
He circles over the people, letting us know the
Creator has heard our prayers.

His heart gladdens when he dances with us
for he knows we still honor him.
He sends us a warning, for he has spoken with
the Creator. The Creator is offended because
the sacredness of his life is disturbed.
He is a witness to all the deeds
of man... and he never forgets.

~ He Is Eagle ~