Four Sacred Drummers

by Poet on the Piano   Feb 7, 2010


Gayo-wah-jee-nay-hay yah-ah hay-ah-oh
Gayo-wah-jee-nay-ay-ho

We offer ye who travel
and stumble across our path
the most fruitful among blessings
to escape wary evil's wrath.

We pray to strong Father Sky
and beloved Mother Corn
for our dried bones need great nurture
lost voices and plagued souls reborn.

Chant between the drum's bellowing beat
respond in song and come take a seat.

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Inspired by the Native American art of Howard Terpning.
Written on January 31, 2010.

Gayo-wah-jee-nay-hay yah-ah hay-ah-oh
Gayo-wah-jee-nay-ay-ho

is the traditional song by Native Americans that would serve as a kind welcome for any who are visiting. Taken from: http://media.wiley.com/product_data/excerpt/41/07879725/0787972541.pdf

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