My Elder
I dedicate this to "Running Deer"
"Elder"
His skin is tanned and wrinkled
But his eyes are brightand clear.
His voice has aslight waver,
and it is getting harder for him to hear.
He walks with an unfaltering step,
with a strong and purposeful stride,
And everywhere he goes it seems
there are young ones by his side.
He tells them stories of yesterday,
of the heroes of days gone by,
he tells them stories that makes them laugh
and some that make them cry.
He teaches them about their People,
about their culture and tradition,
He teaches them honor and respect
for the Creator and all creation.
But the best lesson that he
teaches them is the life he lives each day.
For no matter what confronts him,
no matter what comes his way,
The Elder faces life with the reality
that what is meant to be will be,
He lives his life with dignity,
He lives his life with pride.
His life reflects the balance
and the peace he has inside.
The Elder smiles as he watches
the young ones run and play,
For he knows that because of them
his People will have
another day.
Written By Marty Soaring Eagle