---Drawing by Murphy Elliott
Good morning, Grandfather.
I entered this life a ways back
and put skin on to walk two-legged on this Creation— and what a glorious time it was.
It taught me about breath
and about sensing and feeling and caring through my heart.
And I walked on around that Red Road, looking and trying to understand more about the mystery and the secrets She holds.
And You spoke to me through the wind, and You sang to me through the birds.
And You brought challenges forth
so that I might listen to the message You bring me more sincerely. And I kept walking down this road.
And I came 'round the bend at the middle of that curve in the road
and I began to find a secret in the Spirit of my Self . . .
And still I walked on, sometimes blind and deaf, and sometimes with pain.
But I fought with my fears and I embraced my unknowingness— and still I walked on.
And my children and my family stood with me,
and we came to know each other in those later years more than we
had before—for some of our falseness had fallen away—
and still I walked on.
And I kept walking on this road towards You,
towards that other world that grew closer to me with each step.
And as the door of the Great Spirit world came closer
my fear loomed up inside sometimes . . .
But something called me forth—
the Morning Star rose with each day—
and my prayer became a centering—and still I walked on.
Until I began to hear the Song of the Mother, and Her arms embraced me so,
that instead of walking She carried me right to the door.
And as the door opened, I heard Her Song, and Her Song lifted me up, so I could soar.