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                                                     I had a dream.
                                                   The sun, the moon, the stars, and the earth
                                                       Danced in a circle in the night.
                                                     From the center of the circle came
                                                    Bright flashes of darkness, pulsating nothingness.
 

                                                             I had a second dream.
                                                     The earth, the sun, the moon, and the stars
                                                             Danced in a circle in the sky.
                                                             From the center of the circle came
                                                          A smiling man, clothed in fire, Dancing.
 

                                                      I had a third dream.
                                                    The stars, the earth, the sun, and the moon
                                                     Danced in a circle in the dark.
                                                    From the center of the circle came
                                                                  The shimmering, dancing man. Singing silently, he touched me.
 

                                                     I had a fourth dream.
                                                   The moon, the stars, the earth, and the sun
                                                     Danced in a circle in the cosmos.
                                                     From the center of the circle came
                                                    The fly that does not burn, the mystery in the night,
                                                      The dancing light, the shining man,And myself.
 

                                                   I had no more dreams
                                                   Of the sun, the moon, the stars, and the earth
                                                    Dancing in their midnight circle.
                                                   From the center of the circle had come
                                                      My name, WindDancer  Ogen'akwa Okwa're. Golden Bear
                                                       I had dreampt it, four times I dreampt it. It was mine.

                                                               May The Great Spirit Bless You With Health,
                                                           Happiness, And Enduring Friendship
 
 

B.Rodgers   Oct/ 9/2001