Best Native Americandance Poems

The Indian In the Sky

Looking at the peaceful setting,
  I look up and quickly realize.
That an image is taking shape,
  Forming in a rather large size.

It is the shape of a grass dancer,
  Grass dancing on the clouds.
Dancing to the beat of the thunder,
  I hear his dance steps aloud.

As the lightening strikes,
  The thunder rumbles, and sounds.
His feet tap four times then he strides,
  Spinning and pacing around.

Full of strength, his dance is endless,
  Yet disappears in the blink of an eye.
I was treated to a dance of cloud stepping,
  By the Indian in the sky.