I hear you whispering to me
it's alright my child
I know you want this to be over
I am right here
I will always be right here
don't give up you hear me?
As long as you can still grasp a breath
you fight
You breathe...so keep breathing.
Your body...your soul
may be fighting you
It is older and has taken
on many troubles and trauma
but your spirit needs to stay
you have important work still to do here
As they press on your throat
Trying to check the last bit of air
the Red tail Hawks Circle in the sky
we are here
Do not be afraid
You were born with white blood
The ones who have dark blood
are angry that it is
still running through their veins
are afraid of you
Your light is so bright
they fear getting burned
Time may not be on your side
But you will know when the time is right
you are the silvertip grizzly bear
who smells from many miles away
who will rip flesh with your mighty
claws in seeming anger
His smell
seven times stronger than the Bloodhound
your nose is a time traveler
while they see someone's name
carved in
a heart in the tree they will know
this person loves someone else
you know who made the carving
what was on the soles of their feet
what direction they walked in
And to stay away if they are dangerous
little Portia...jumping spider
you can see in four dimensions
Opening Our Eyes to history
as ancient Greek statues were painted
not white
your evolutionary camouflage
is useless against the death machine
the black Emperor Scorpion
which to you glows in a bright blue green
you are also like the monarch butterfly
waking from sleep cocooned
living only a few months
migration that spans Generations
born knowing exactly how to get to their
greatest grandfathers home
who left six months ago
not told by your Mother
You are the beautiful white bleeding heart
that I planted outside your door
you didn't know where it came from
It will provide you ease from your pain
and calm your nerves
you must extract this from the root
It all feels very important
To speak the truth
to get it all down
It feels like it might be too late
but it is not
just remember to keep breathing
As long as you have a breath
as long as you can grasp a breath
you breathe
keep fighting
I am here
I am with you
I will always be here.
Cherie Nolan© 2016
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC
I hear you whispering to me
it's alright my child
I know you want this to be over
I am right here
I will always be right here
don't give up you hear me?
As long as you can still grasp a breath
you fight
You breathe...so keep breathing.
Your body...your soul
may be fighting you
It is older and has taken
on many troubles and trauma
but your spirit needs to stay
you have important work still to do here
As they press on your throat
Trying to check the last bit of air
the Red tail Hawks Circle in the sky
we are here
Do not be afraid
You were born with white blood
The ones who have dark blood
are angry that it is
still running through their veins
are afraid of you
Your light is so bright
they fear getting burned
Time may not be on your side
But you will know when the time is right
you are the silvertip grizzly bear
who smells from many miles away
who will rip flesh with your mighty
claws in seeming anger
His smell
seven times stronger than the Bloodhound
your nose is a time traveler
while they see someone's name
carved in
a heart in the tree they will know
this person loves someone else
you know who made the carving
what was on the soles of their feet
what direction they walked in
And to stay away if they are dangerous
little Portia...jumping spider
you can see in four dimensions
Opening Our Eyes to history
as ancient Greek statues were painted
not white
your evolutionary camouflage
is useless against the death machine
the black Emperor Scorpion
which to you glows in a bright blue green
you are also like the monarch butterfly
waking from sleep cocooned
living only a few months
migration that spans Generations
born knowing exactly how to get to their
greatest grandfathers home
who left six months ago
not told by your Mother
You are the beautiful white bleeding heart
that I planted outside your door
you didn't know where it came from
It will provide you ease from your pain
and calm your nerves
you must extract this from the root
It all feels very important
To speak the truth
to get it all down
It feels like it might be too late
but it is not
just remember to keep breathing
As long as you have a breath
as long as you can grasp a breath
you breathe
keep fighting
I am here
I am with you
I will always be here.
Cherie Nolan© 2016
I don't know where all this is coming from part of my Native American studies things I am observing every day and trying to share when I can when I am able. Thank you for caring and reading I feel this is important for some reason so I guess I'll just keep writing and trying to read and absorb as much as I can of or creators work. The bleeding heart really is outside my door.... it might sound strange but I really feel that my native ancestors are speaking. :)
