Rainbows cradle the rain,
as east wind blows,
bands of colors over
sacred lands, the land of
Neshoba , grandfather elder,
He dressed in splendid regalia, tonight he honors oral tradition as he speaks proudly the language of Pai the language of his people, the Hualapai, People of the Tall Pines
He sits wrapped in ceremonial turkey feather blanket, with many grandchildren at his feet,
They listen, as he tells stories of days long past , the days of fertile lands, and rich waters, of trading camps and hunting parties
He tells of heroes, who have passed, that watch from the sky .
His eyes closed, Grandfather immersed in the tale of the great buffalo, and his brother the owl.
Young Keokuk - (one who is watchful)
Sleepily rubs one eye, and begins to drift into a dream
A dream where Wild mustang gallop through raging rivers, crossing giant land bridges, then soaring, through indigo skies over villages.
Castles built on mounds, hundreds upon hundreds of castles, with walls made of wood
He sees lovely maidens with bows and arrows, others with pockets, of silver and turquoise dancing, under the sun
There are Falcons, with smiles that carry him south, where sunflowers call his name as they touch, the sky. Dreams so real, he can taste the wind .
Keokuk has awakened, his eyes opened.
Great love and respect has risen in his heart, filling him with a newfound purpose.
He is one, with his mind and emotion, conscious awareness, has overtaken him instilling in him, profound wisdom for his people.
He stands tall, his leather pouch at his side, he walks to the edge, of a great hill where he kneels, placing offerings of gratitude, to the sun and the moon, to Mother Earth.
He speaks a prayer of thanksgiving to Father Sky, for watching over his people.
The tale of Keokuk comes alive with the spirit of his ancestors, this tale, a dedication to every tribe within, these United States
Land of our fathers and our mothers, our indigenous brothers and sisters
We proclaim to recognize their good stewardship over the land, the air, and the water, and for their unmatched contribution, to this country
Blessings to all, as we set apart this day, with love and peace, let us unite, in our humanity, to honor and celebrate now, and in the future
Indigenous Peoples day