Listening Woman
Echoes of the Ancestors
Ride the winds of change,
Voices of the Creatures
Calling out my name.
Singing spirits on the breeze,
The crashing of waves to shore,
The pounding of Earth Mother's heart
Teach me what to listen for.
In stillness, before dusk and dawn,
Hidden messages are set free,
Like the chance of my people,
Their rhythms speak to me.
My ears can hear this music,
And my heart can understand.
Clan Mother Tiyoweh,
I am yours to command.
I listen for your whispers
On a course you will chart,
Searching for the still voice
That lives within my heart.
~ Jamie Sams