Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

Future Medicine Man

The medicine man looked into Little Eagle’s eyes.
You were misnamed, he told him.
You have the spirit of a cougar.
You should have been Little Cougar.

Little Eagle instantly understood.
For cougar was his totem, he related to her.
She came to him in his dreams.
She will teach you ferocity, the medicine man told him.

She also helps me navigate psychic realms, Little Eagle said.
Medicine Man was astounded at the child’s insight.
You may possibly have more than one spirit animal, he told him.
Future medicine men often do.

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Bill Baker August 17, 2022 at 3:17 PM Still loving this prose, Caren. Write On! Bill Caren Krutsinger August 18, 2022 at 4:21 AM Thank you Bill. I am inspired to write this week while others are doing things we were assigned to do that I did during my summer.

L Milton Hankins August 17, 2022 at 9:49 AM I think so, Caren. I suspect you've been doing some research on Indian customs and ceremonies! Nice. L Milton Hankins August 18, 2022 at 12:22 PM This is also very fascinating for me. I'm wearing my wolf shirt again today! Caren Krutsinger August 18, 2022 at 4:23 AM I have and I love it all! I am more in tune with the spirituality of the Native Americans than I have ever been with any organized religions - I have visited a variety of churches - Lutheran, Catholic, Methodist, Disciples of Christ, but the Indian spirituality appeals to me in leaps and bounds.