
1.
I would like to say
Things far
From the sadness that gets bogged down
Before the unnameable wandering
On the fringe of the forgotten nation
Wakinyan tanka
Thunderbird
Open my heart's eye
Make me walk
Lighting up the day
On the sacred trail
So the infinite nature
Of a demand outside here
Can grab me
2.
To retrace
Up to the horizon
The absence
Of these fragile destinies
Against the wind
Between shadow and the fire
Of vast devastated lands
For too long
I have shut my soul up
In silence
3.
I transcribe the symbols
Of my other breath
Tuning to the antique space
When the impenetrable snake
Uncoils
And that now approval
Starts playing
In the cry without rival
Of the caribou in trance
Calling for help
Before it moves away
Like the spirit of the four American winds
I set up my tent
Near the frescoes of the absolute
Knocking on the bone
Of the whale of the departed
Tuning into the rhythm
Of the Great Mother Bear