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 SPIRIT GUIDE
With the wind in his hair
face set like an iron mask,
The lone rider goes forth
to carry out his appointed task.
He descends through the sky
like an eagle diving for it’s prey
For the Spirit Guide knows
he has much work for today.
Faster than the wind
goes the mighty paint that is his steed,
Together with the bronze warrior it’s all the Great Spirit will need,
For many were their battles
with never a defeat,
The warrior and his pony
knew nothing of retreat.
But now he rides
for the villages of all,
To gather the wandering spirits
of the warriors that fall.
And many will they be
all brave to the end,
That the Spirit Guide will gather
so to the Happy Hunting Grounds he can send.
For the battle will be fierce
much blood will be lost,
When will his brothers care
about the terrible cost?
JRS © 7-15-99
The "Okie" Poet
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