"The mind is fathomless."

Walking through the dark wood
Alone , in the search of many answers,
Hiding his anger and face under hood
Holding his book full of chapters.

Eyes full of tears and regrets,
Looking at the moon with many questions
He is not afraid of danger but threats
Made him to go for different directions.

Heart full of broken dreams,
Soul with many fresh wounds and scars,
Sealed lips with full of pain and screams,
But it was all hidden by that hood he wears.

Native American Epigrams
loose translations/interpretations by Michael R. Burch

Never judge a man for his sins
until you’ve trudged many moons in his moccasins.

When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.

The soul would see no Rainbows
if not for the eyes’ tears.

A brave man dies but once,
a coward many times.

A woman’s highest calling is to help her man unite with the Source.
A man’s highest calling is to help his woman walk the earth unharmed.

Help us learn the lessons you left us,
in every leaf and rock.

Native American translations originally published by The HyperTexts

How cruel it is to hold a mirror up to a man who has no face.

You come to me in hunger
preying on my flesh.
I nuzzle your weary feathers
Now they feel robust again
And fly you high to the sky.
I am not your food dear.