O'siyo my friends and welcome to Spirit Breeze! Spirit Breeze is in a manner an extension of my Spirit Winds Poetry page only with a twist. It was actually birthed in my spirit because of seeing some of the young ones who are very close and dear to the heart of this man. I watch these young ones face the problems and the pressures of the modern day with arrogant defiance and a pride that would bring tears of joy to any eyes. This truly brings tears of joy to my heart and eyes yet they never see the joyful tears I shed for them.
   And of these dear young ones who are liken to my own family that I wish I had there stands out a very few that show me and remind me constantly who and what I was like at that very age.
   It is their words and thoughts I would share with you here. Listen to their words closely and you will see that there are young ones still who long for the old ways knowingly or not. Walk with me now and hear their stories.
   The first of these precious young ones to share her words, thoughts, and spirit hearts voice also holds the most cared for and protected spot in the one called " Taliwaya". The reason is both simple and complex and I will try briefly explain so you may hear her words of deep meaning, and I believe wisdom blooming. She is in I believe in her 15th year of watching the seasons come and pass. I name her "LittleWolf" and it fits her like her own shadow. Her given name is Angela which is derived from the root word Angel and she is truly that . Truth wraps itself around her spirit heart as you will see when you read her words. And I have seen her stand tall and true and face fear head on with no hesitation or doubt in her eyes. The joy and peace she brings into my heart is unexplainable and normally would cause me discomfort. Yet she is my twin and in ones twin spirit there can be only comfort, joy, and peace. She is loved with a truth reserved only for my own spirit, because in a sense she is my own spirit in the form of my twin.
Taliwaya
 
As the old oaks sway,
peace was found where the dead men play.
The forest is a playground for those who see it.
Only the blind try to defeat it.
Most wait for the day to begin,
I wish mine would never end.
As mans monsters move the dirt,
we do not realise all its worth.
Power is what we feed on,
yet the soil is what we kneel on.
Our earth is there to see,
but it is nothing without our trees.
All is here to use,
but it won't last with this abuse.
When it is gone we will perish,
this earth is what we should have cherished.
They are to high to find,
we will soon have nothing to leave behind.
We ask them to let it be,but they see it differently
making it the way "things should be".
This is the place we play,
but we fear we cannot stay.
The next is a very special poem written for me by my dear sweet agido(sister).
Her name is Awiunegusdi(Little White Fawn). Her spirit and mine are intertwined as closely as the earth and sky themselves. She always knows when I am in need or needed by another. A woman to be sure of many gifts and loved dearly by me her brother.
My Brother Taliwaya
Taliwaya, my brother, my friend.
Forever, there is no end.
Walks softly with me upon the trail.
Stands beside me at the fence rail.
He says to me in words so dear.
"Jump this fence, do not fear."
And so I listen to him speak.
I jump, for I need to seek.
What lies beyond on the other side.
The strength, the wisdom, the pride.
To become what I should be.
Tsalagi.
Sometimes his words are full of  fun.
He makes me laugh with the morning sun.
He brings a smile so often to my face.
And helps to keep it there in place.
He gives to all so much of himself.
When the doctor would sit him on the shelf.
My brother who is warm, kind and wise.
And sharing life through his eyes.
I know oft times we sit and cry.
But there's no need to mention why.
Its just to show we really care.
And do not fear to share.
The fire within him burns so bright.
He shines thru the darkness with his light.
His howl awakens me thru the din.
A messagen I need upon the wind.
Its hard to express what is in my heart.
But you have shown me how to start.
Taliwaya, my brother, my friend.
Forever, there is no end.
Awiunegusdi
©9/28/97
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