End of a Path

I have walked this path for all my life; Following ancient footsteps. Chasing Tecumseh's dream; Guided by ThunderBeing. Often in darkness; I traveled alone. Always circling back; To my peoples' home. Walking a trail; That most forgot about. In times of long past gone; Me and my Creator. Retracing time; Facing fears. Conquering myself; Walking between the worlds. Pausing at crossroads; Resting in shadows. Awaiting each new day; Carrying on old ways. The horizon is upon me; The new day is dawning. My vision is clear and keen; For what do I see before me? The End of the Path is ahead; I scout no more as I did before. I awoke from Tecumseh's dream; That even he could not achieve. Time for return to life as I knew it; Before I discovered this trail. I came from a world of remoteness: And to it I will return. Medicine Woman retires; To grow old with peace of mind. For walking trails is for the young; And they had a chance to learn. ~ Darlene Doll Smith