The Warrior Within...... Only a warrior knows, as the ways of our warriors, generations past. Warriors in the days of our forefathers, paid the ultimate sacrifice for our generation, we the indigeneous tribes of the Americas. Today their body still dwells in the sweet embrace of our Mother Earth, out there, in the prairies where they made their last stand, took their last breath, lying there in graves unmarked. Fighting, and made their stand against overwhelming odds, defending the young, the old, and the defenseless ones. Fighting for their freedom, their way of life.....today the wind still blows across the prairie, where where they have spilt their blood, their body wounded, their cries were heard, tears dropped upon the ground.....today their grandchildren are fighting for the same flag they fought against. Under this flag, treating were signed, treaties were broken, and this day in age, those same treaties are forgotten. Still yet, the spirit of the warrior prevails.....through the existence and generations of our people, the spirit of the warrior within, is continually called upon, our young ones, who have yet to understand the value of life are sent to the front lines, sent across the great waters and make their stand on foreign soil. Just like the warriors of generations past, they make their stand, breathe in their last breath, spill their blood, hear their cries of pain and their tears dropping on the ground. They have paid the ultimate sacrifice, leaving love ones behind, no time to say their good-byes, they leave us in sorrow of pain......the spirit of the warrior remain. The warrior is one of nature, they have connection to the trees, plants, four legged ones, winged species, marine life, little critters of the world. Day in day out, week to week, through the different seasons, the sun, the moon and the stars continually guide them through perilous paths into the unknown. Only the warrior knows the beauty of the trees, softness of the air, fragrance of the sweetgrass. His spirit soars freely like an eagle atop the summit of the mountains, lightening and thunder of the skies are his shield and protector. The gentleness of a calm streams dwells within his soul, but when cornered, his spirit is that of a tidal wave, ready to destroy anybody who stands in his path to victory. He sets about in the darkness before dawn, sets his gaze upon the bright morning star, breathes in the freshness of the the morning, and offers his prayer. The dewdrops on the petals of the wildflowers speaks to him. He gathers strength and courage from the fire he builds, the taste of fresh venison lingers on his tongue and the fragrance of the pines flows through his nostrils and instantly, as if on cue, his senses is wide awake, alert and poised. He looks about, waiting patiently. His hearing attune to his surrounding, his wits, like a sword, sharp and honed to an edge. Like a cougar ready to strike at the first sign of danger, he stands steadfast. With the bow and arrow in one hand, ready to defend the young ones, the old ones, and the defenseless ones, with the shield in the other, to protect the freedom, prosperity and sovereignty of his people. He is above the rest, stands alone, the spirit of the warrior dwells in his mind, body and soul, its in his blood, he stands above the rest, he stands alone, he is the warrior......The Warrior Within....In remembrance of our grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, sons, daughters and grandchildren who have paid the ultimate price, may their body dwell forever in the warm embrace of love in the arms of our Mother Earth, and their spirit continue to guide us on the paths of our daily trials and tribulations.........thanks for reading my fellow fbker family......please like and share.......Enjoy your MEMORIAL DAY!!!!!!!!!! D. JAY!
Posted on: Mon, 26 May 2014 19:58:15 +0000
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