• " You see, I stand in good relation to the earth.
    You see, I stand in good relation to the gods.
    You see, I stand in good relation to all that is beautiful."




    We Are The Many

    We are the people of long ago.
    We are the blue green water that runs swiftly in the creek.
    We are the flowers which blossom in the spring down in the canyon.
    We are the lightning that streaks in the sky.
    We are the cotton wood trees that loom high into the air.
    We are the gentle breeze of the many winds
    We are the blood of the mighty worriors.
    We are the ancestors of the Havasupai children




    As I walk this road i hear the laughtter of the new season coming fourth.

    I seee the green as it makes its way through the white snowy blanket as it greets the morning sun

    The sun is gone now and soon will appear again to see the new colors of a new season when the sap will flow

    As the last of the nite is put away and as we give thanks for a good harvest it is time to cover our mother with a white blanket so she may rest.