For I Have Been to the Mountain
by Marge Tindal
For I have been to the mountain
looked down over the valley of shame
knowing that the longest trail
with my people's blood is stained
Tales written so long ago
crumpled treaties of another time
but I have been to the mountain top
to join your spirit with mine
In this questing I have grown
because I've come to know
the legends of the past
did seeds of wisdom sow
Manifested on the mountain
cascaded down the streams
landed in the valley
where there blooms
a promised dream
When spirits walk
there will be a new tomorrow
painted across the valley view
no more trace of tearful sorrow
When spirits walk—and they will
the valley will again be plush
with luscious green grasses
in flowering peaceful hush
volume 10(6)
This poem is copyright © 1999,
Marge Tindal, all rights reserved.
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