“Downward In Spirit”

flute of an Eagle


My flute plays a lonesome tune
Another teardrop blots the moon
Listen intently if you are there
Lessen this pain by showing you care

Heavy in hear my downward spirit
I cry Grandfather with hopes you’ll hear it
Don’t allow us to dissipate, fade into air
Unladen our souls from despair

I play my flute reach out with song
Save us now, don’t wait too long
Nestled together deadlocked in strife
Downward in spirit clinging to life

Poetry by
Silvia Burley, Chairperson
California Valley Miwok Tribe
November 14, 1995   ©