Joy came to me today as I emerged from the Sacred Blood of our Mother, water, Sacred to the Cherokee.

My brother the Hummingbird came to me. Joys to come - what joys shall they be? Oh my little beautiful brother of joy, the Hummingbird came to me.

You landed upon my bosom, close to my heart. What joys have you gifted me this day? The joy of feeling your gentle touch, watching the beauty as your tiny wings move so fast, so quick, so precise, like the glistening of pure water highlighted in the sunlight, like the most sparkling glass.

Joy oh walela is what you are.

Reminder of all the joys in our lives and the promise of those to come. Reminding me with the joy of your gentle touch, reminds me of the touch of others, those who love and grace my life, those who teach me many wonderful things that will last and last.

Till the end of all eternity for there is no end to life you see. Your visit gave to me, such wonderous joy - the most joy that ever could be.

walela - u li he li s di - Yun wiya

Svhyeyi Aga~Evening Rain
Cherokee
June 25, 2000 6:40 pm est © Evening Rain