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Poems by CJ Wells
Among the Eagles
Black Horse
Buf­falo Bull Tail
High Raven
Long Wolf’s Shadow
Old Doll
Peach Madonna
Red Bird
She Has Many Horses
Sit­ting Bull
Snowy Owl
Spar­row Hawk
Spot­ted Hum­ming­bird
Star Bun­dle
The Bad­ger
The Buf­falo
The Crow
The Hum­ming­bird
The Ravens
The Snake
Thomas Amer­i­can Horse
Weep­ing War­rior Hum­ming­bird
Whis­pers While Walk­ing
White Buf­falo
White Wolf
Wig­gling fish
(A Love Song)What is it, that is not burned by the sun,
Or touched by the rain?
For it exists, not in the out­ward parts,
But inside the spirit of men.

That place into which death can­not whis­per,
And has no charge,
It nei­ther thirsts,
Nor does it feel the pains of
And the wise ones would say,
It’s not in the heart, which
May fail in its small lodge,
But in the intri­cate fab­ric,
Of men.
It is frag­ile, at the same time,
Strong as the South­ern winds.

When you are at my side
All, that exists above my head,
And below my feet.
Becomes almost innocu­ous in its

And, I give thanks to the Cre­ator
For it is He, who has led your feet,
Into my path, and your hand into my hand,
And your eyes into my eyes.
For that great thing of which I speak is
Haly Eagle

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