Holy mornings
Open my eyes
Upon soft and swollen days

                                         By Phil Roberts

There are good days
And there are bad days

There is light
And there is dark

There is despair
And there is hope

Somehow
There is always hope

To build life around hope
No matter how or why
Is truly courageous

If we can believe in the darkness
We should also believe in the light

Sometimes you just have to take a step forward
Off the precipice
Into the unknown

A lone swan
Will fly across the sky
Searching for its lover

We should fly
Across the skies of our lives
Searching
For happiness

With pride of our Ancestors
we'll beat our drum's loud
for we are the Warriors
of our new generation
with wisdom and courage inside
together we'll be as one
standing strong and proud
with our will that shall be done
in our veins our blood will flow
the Spirit's of our yesterday
and through us our people's pride
will forever and always show
in hearts of every Tribe's Nation
for we are the Warriors
that will rise up again today
Spiritwind ©2016

I make a promise*
to the person that may be reading
you may feel like you're in this ever lasting loop of sorrow
but I promise that it will get better
and if it doesn't just yet
than it isn't the end
so I make the promise
to look forward to the future
to help you get back up, when you've fallen
to make sure that you keep trying
because I believe you can.
So I promise from this day forward
to believe in you
when no one else will.