GOLDEN FACE
As I continue to Dance with my ancestors Under the blazing rays of the sun.
I shall always embrace the wind and air with my enchanted celestial tongue.
Golden face and Great one worshiped by the indigenous bone.
The original altar resting outside is waiting to send messages up to our original home.
To you Great Spirit I can always speak. For you have watched me grow and stomp my feet. When you travel, I trust in the moon when I am slowly falling asleep.