Even in a mighty warriors mind the child must play
freedom from what his mind and heart dispute
To forget his pain as he sees his peolpe die slowly
both from aging and living the whitemans way

Heart to heart he speak to his Spirit and the ones of elders past
In hopes that he may gain the wisdom
and courage to continue his battle
For his heart and spirit of his soul seek
the freedom they so rightfully deserve
Some times teh answers come from praying
to the Creator and teh elders of past

The Spirits tell him Freedom speaks in silence
as you walk the mountains, sit by the creeks and
smile softly at the beautiful meadows.
You can slip into a peaceful sleep there and
wake to the gentle calling of the birds
as the sun rises slowly in the morning.

         The clean clear sound of the creek can be heard at a distance,
         as the water flows you feel the silence of freedom as you
          stretch and yawn, a deer walks across the meadow.
        You breath the cool crisp mountain air, and run wild and free
like the wolf. You may even soar among
the clouds on the wings of the eagle as
you live and love in the silence of freedom.

These words that are spoken gives the Warrior
strength to continue his journey here on Mother Earth.
To craddle her and only take from her what he only needs for today.
His heart and Spirit inhale the words of the wisdom that
have been spoken  to him, as he feels this even for a moment
that he is soley Free to roam his ancestors land
In Silence Freedom  in his mind