Perhaps Wicasa and Tehya can be seen roaming the shoreline in the distance . Perhaps even now the tribe concealed in the marsh , notes our passing .
Listen
,
Listen to the Spirit Wind
An age old voice - He speaks the truth
(if you will hear)
Feathered ones - they call in the early gray mist dawn
Their voice rising on the spirit wind
Calm water reflects the leaden sky, She waits her time …
Time to begin her praise dance to the spirit wind
Hear the Grandfathers calling - Their voices as one with
The spirit wind
Listen
"Waitin for Wind"
"The Earth and myself are of one mind"
Chief Joseph -Nez Perce, 1840-1904

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