Grandmother's Land

By the White Lake in Grandmother's Land, lived about eight clans
In the midst of the tribes and their wives and children, stood a very brave man
His look disturbed as he came into the Chief's tent for the third time, drenched, convinced that Little Waters exists
“For the third time, he was with us during the vision ceremony, we haven't seen him since”
Agitated, he starts punching his own hand with his fist
The Chief said, “Tall Bear, you're losing your wits, you must get a grip
The Ant People want your attention, and you must resist
There was no Little Waters with us at the fire pit”
“But Chief, he did exist, I'm not sick, he's the one we should have peace pipe with
He spoke wonderful and righteous, disciplined enlightenment
Do you remember during the ceremony?
We took the trumpet plant to see in advance, our visions did enhance
And you warned us of the ants before we slipped into a trance
Little Waters and you over there, you put an [?] in his hand
I know because during the ceremony, I glanced
You said you felt the power of the yak and the elk
Little Waters played the drums to bring back your health”
The Chief said, “Please Tall Bear , relax yourself
Maybe we should bring in some tribeswomen and ask them for help”
So as the night stormed, Tall Bear went on and on on how they spoke on upper planes and other life forms
And how Little Waters captured the bison, revisit their boyhood
Joys of the white owl and the oak woods
The spirit journey to the snow wolves
Then the horse dance, sing a rain song
How he came and gone, this was no good
Chief said, “Tall Bear, I knew and spoke to you for many years
I wish your grandfather was still here
But this case is so rare
People in memories just don't disappear
I have no idea, but please have a seat right here
Maybe you're going crazy
Have you had sleep lately?“
Then he called for the tribes and the Medicine Ladies
They arrived with great urgency
“What's the emergency?”
Chief said, “Tall Bear needs your care”
They all looked confused
They all asked, “Who ?”
Chief said, “Ask him yourself”
They looked around the room, and said, “Chief, who are you talking to?”
The Chief said, “Tall Bear
He's sitting right there”
They asked, “Where? There's no one else here except us and you”
The Chief's eyes stunned with terror and fear, his face just flared
Moments go by as they all just stare
Hours later the children walk in the teepee from behind their backs then look around the circle then ask, “What are you all staring at?”
The Spider Lady turned and said, “The Chief is very sick and hallucinating”
The children said, “What Chief?
From outside, you all sound like you all were talking to the ancient'
For years, it was only us near the tree called Wounded Knee
Above the hills where the Sioux and the big waters run free
By the White Lake, the night draped in silence over undiscovered landscapes
Day break, pine martins drank from the many puddles the rain makes
Bushes of trumpet flowers, wild grapes, marsh showers and grass lakes
As the sun bakes their empty space near White Lake near Wounded Knee, the birds fly from the tree ‘cause every now and then, that place shakes
The ground trembles just in that spot
On the right night, you can feel a mild earthquake