The Indian girl

"when the blood in your veins returns to the sea, And the earth in your bones returns to the ground, Perhaps you will realize this land doesn't belong to you, you belong to the land

I looked up from the ground and saw a Indian girl standing in front of me 

She had a wolf standing by her side in the woods

Motioning me to move forward 

My feet protested

She was surrounded by a deep white mist 

I cocked my head to look closer

The wolf howled and moved his head to the side

She held out her arm 

For an eagle to land 

She spoke quietly 

This is no ones land 

We share the land for it takes care of us

I sat there wondering 

She was right on this it isn't our land to claim

I reached out to ask her a question 

I blinked and she disappeared into the fog 

She left me to question what happened 

Was she real or was she fake?

I guess it has to be faith 

When I saw the Indian girl a little while ago 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your story-in-a-poem reminds me of a similar real-life vision a friend of mine had, involving a wolf. Since I've been a student of Native teachings most of my life, I really love the way you've used the symbols of the culture to speak your message. I also love that you didn't go into the negativity of how terrible we humans have treated & raped & plundered our planet's resources. That much is already well known. Here, you stick to the positive message & I like that. Since there are many people on this website from the country called India, I wonder if it might be a little more clear if you used the description Native or Native American? Just a thought.

[outspoken1234]

I meant it as a native American