Strong talons grip the earth, Molding matter with will and wildness. Echoing in forested hills of cougar kin. Coyotes yip in response. Raptor fierceness shakes the world, Rendering motionless the acts of man. Nature's voice inhabits the soul.
Earth turns over, releasing winged ones To dance pathways of beauty and wholeness.
They come singing a dawnsong welcoming all. The animals are back and the universe Is alive within them. Many Native Americans teach that animals have a human form in the spirit world and that humans have there a corresponding animal form. Native creation stories speak of a time when the animal people were dominant on the earth. These powerful beings gave way so that the puny and defenseless humans might live.