they say the veils are thin
they say ancestors are closer
they are peeking in
reach out to the past
find it swirled away like smoke circles do not last
reach out to the future to find
it has yet to be designed
seep into the cotton surrounding of the present
you called yourself here
to be alive to witness
humans remembering to be in awe of the buffalo
in awe of those bison
in awe of the eagle
in awe of each other
creating space and then more space
for those joining the fights
with peace and reverence in our minds
enduring the violent ignorance
of state sanctioned violence
militarized opposition to
the protection of Water
we tell the stories
we are the tricksters, the magicians
we are the stories
we eat and drink and breathe the stories
we are sustained by transformation
we always were
we always will be
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