Nanissaanah - The Ghost Dance

Nanissáanah - The Ghost Dance

“We come like whispers in the night
Moving as shadows
That ebb and flow
To the flickering of the flames

We call to the past
Of brethren long gone
To share their wisdoms
And lay to rest in peace

We call to the present
Of the broken bonds
Now healed
And brotherhood in color

We call to the future
To the return to our home
Alive with Light

And now we emerge
To the dawn
And the day
Starts the new life”

2012
Metallic Gel Pen on Illustration Board

*Lately the Great Spirit has been flooding me with many visions for the First Nations, the Native American people; whom I have a great affinity to. Perhaps as past life? . . . Still, a great time for dreaming . . .