Visions

I have been having visions

In my mind as the Indian Spirits

Are like the past with time

Mother Earth is with her Children

As the Children are running

They seem to know the time is here

They will fight with fear

All the Cherokee wants to do is protect

We seem to never get the respect

We try peace

This will not keep

We try fighting for the true land

This is our Land

The Beautiful Mountains and Many Valleys Of the Sun

We will never stop in our minds

We will see the running horses through the sky

Cherokee Roses still lying on the ground

No ones can see them

Except in the visions and the sound

They are beautiful, as they have fallen all around

Oh Warrior, Oh Warrior, please forever more

I will meet you on the foreign soil

Never forget the land and the love

We will soon be together

Just for now, visions, and visions

Keep making the sound of the wild

Only to keep me with a wonderful smile

Linda Diane Wilkerson

Feb. 11, 2006