A Native American Christmas.

A Native American Christmas.

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“Wodige Digatoli ale Awanita.”

Since: Jan 08

Equa Vdali

#1 Dec 11, 2012
Twas the night before a Native Christmas and all through the tipi

The dogs were curled up with the kids, the woman and me.



Snow was gently falling and soon it would cover all the ground

We all waited patiently in hopes the sacred white buffalo would soon come around



The woman and I had tucked the dogs and kids in bed

With smiles as they lay dreaming of Maple syrup and fry bread



The woman settled with her bead loom and I had just lit my pipe

When through the top of the tipi came a shining bright light



With the speed of a young deer I jump to my feet

My long braids danced as I ran to the door in my Buffalo briefs.



I threw back the door to the tipi and stared into the night.

My heart swelled with Native pride as I gazed at the glorious sight.



For there in the tree lines that were freshly covered with snow

Was the promise from the Great Spirit the sacred White Buffalo



He stood proud and strong as the steam arose from his nose

And in his eyes was the future the present and days of long ago



His coat was long and thick with the purest shade of white

As his massive hooves touched the ground it sent out echoes through the night



He approached my tipi and spoke as one with great wisdom

He said my child be at ease the Great Spirit sent me to look over his children



This will be the best Native Christmas in a very long while

for I the white buffalo will take the sickness from the Native Child



This year your tables will be filled with meat, fruit and grain.

No longer will your water be polluted that you drink from the cold spring



Your brothers and sister from all tribes will see this promise of love

They will know that the Native American prophecies are from the Great Spirit above.



One thing the Great Spirit asks with the elders of old live in harmony with all walks of man

For the day will come when Justice will be done and the Native American will return to their land.



Then he turned with a twist and leaped out of sight

I heard his say as he mazed through the woods Merry Native Christmas and to all a good night.



Written 12/23/2011 Jeff Knowlton
Guppy

Gadsden, AL

#2 Dec 13, 2012
cherokee762 wrote:
Twas the night before a Native Christmas and all through the tipi
The dogs were curled up with the kids, the woman and me.
Snow was gently falling and soon it would cover all the ground
We all waited patiently in hopes the sacred white buffalo would soon come around
The woman and I had tucked the dogs and kids in bed
With smiles as they lay dreaming of Maple syrup and fry bread
The woman settled with her bead loom and I had just lit my pipe
When through the top of the tipi came a shining bright light
With the speed of a young deer I jump to my feet
My long braids danced as I ran to the door in my Buffalo briefs.
I threw back the door to the tipi and stared into the night.
My heart swelled with Native pride as I gazed at the glorious sight.
For there in the tree lines that were freshly covered with snow
Was the promise from the Great Spirit the sacred White Buffalo
He stood proud and strong as the steam arose from his nose
And in his eyes was the future the present and days of long ago
His coat was long and thick with the purest shade of white
As his massive hooves touched the ground it sent out echoes through the night
He approached my tipi and spoke as one with great wisdom
He said my child be at ease the Great Spirit sent me to look over his children
This will be the best Native Christmas in a very long while
for I the white buffalo will take the sickness from the Native Child
This year your tables will be filled with meat, fruit and grain.
No longer will your water be polluted that you drink from the cold spring
Your brothers and sister from all tribes will see this promise of love
They will know that the Native American prophecies are from the Great Spirit above.
One thing the Great Spirit asks with the elders of old live in harmony with all walks of man
For the day will come when Justice will be done and the Native American will return to their land.
Then he turned with a twist and leaped out of sight
I heard his say as he mazed through the woods Merry Native Christmas and to all a good night.
Written 12/23/2011 Jeff Knowlton
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#3 Dec 14, 2012
cherokee762 wrote:
Twas the night before a Native Christmas and all through the tipi

The dogs were curled up with the kids, the woman and me.



Snow was gently falling and soon it would cover all the ground

We all waited patiently in hopes the sacred white buffalo would soon come around



The woman and I had tucked the dogs and kids in bed

With smiles as they lay dreaming of Maple syrup and fry bread



The woman settled with her bead loom and I had just lit my pipe

When through the top of the tipi came a shining bright light



With the speed of a young deer I jump to my feet

My long braids danced as I ran to the door in my Buffalo briefs.



I threw back the door to the tipi and stared into the night.

My heart swelled with Native pride as I gazed at the glorious sight.



For there in the tree lines that were freshly covered with snow

Was the promise from the Great Spirit the sacred White Buffalo



He stood proud and strong as the steam arose from his nose

And in his eyes was the future the present and days of long ago



His coat was long and thick with the purest shade of white

As his massive hooves touched the ground it sent out echoes through the night



He approached my tipi and spoke as one with great wisdom

He said my child be at ease the Great Spirit sent me to look over his children



This will be the best Native Christmas in a very long while

for I the white buffalo will take the sickness from the Native Child



This year your tables will be filled with meat, fruit and grain.

No longer will your water be polluted that you drink from the cold spring



Your brothers and sister from all tribes will see this promise of love

They will know that the Native American prophecies are from the Great Spirit above.



One thing the Great Spirit asks with the elders of old live in harmony with all walks of man

For the day will come when Justice will be done and the Native American will return to their land.



Then he turned with a twist and leaped out of sight

I heard his say as he mazed through the woods Merry Native Christmas and to all a good night.



Written 12/23/2011 Jeff Knowlton
Thought the native Americans didn't make it past thanksgiving....
Guppy

Gadsden, AL

#4 Dec 14, 2012
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Thought the native Americans didn't make it past thanksgiving....
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