Trudging heat-red Hopi mesas
Panting, you and I, old lover,
Relishing these sandy moments
Walking bone hard plateau land.
Sun's rays meet the mesa's edges
Turquoise skies surpass gem blueness
Ancient shadows of Kachinas
cast patina'd spirit spells.
Butterfly Kachina Dancer
She with clay beads on her forehead
Twirls enticements to Rain Spirit
Black Bear quells all tribal frights.
Souvenirs of driftwood god-dolls
Trimmed with feathers, fur ruffed neck rings:
Blind Eyed Traveler, strong for walking
Carries Weak Legs on his back.
When you, long time pale-face lover,
Like Blind Traveler doll-kachina
Carry me upon your shoulder
I will reach high from your shoulder
Seizing every sudden rainbow
Weaving every sudden rainbow
In your luminous silver hair.