I Knew Then

black elk

” I knew the real was yonder and the darkened dream of it was here,”

says Black Elk.

 

Black Elk speaks, speaks of things,

Things seen and things that came, and things to come.

Black Elk speaks still.

Words on paper speak.

 

“Grandfathers, you behold me!  What you have said to me, I am now performing!

Hear me and help me!”

 

Black Elk spoke.

Black Elk walked,

Black Elk was,

Behold him yet,

Behold him in his people who remember.

 

“In a sacred manner you shall walk! Your nation shall behold you!”

 

The nation’s Sacred Hoop is whole and holy; yonder.

The darkened dream of it is here.

 

 

 

(With thanks to John G, Neihardt, Author)


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