~My Hawk Cry!~
A Native Children's story! One I look forward to finishing with the right talented aboriginal illustrator/artist! It's a wonderful story, and poem, it's incredible journey for the lost little girl and the Great Hawk that rescues her and another wounded bird, trying to get home for himself in time for a special fall celebration held by his owner and his tribe yearly before the snow and winter comes! These challenges laid out before him is the incredible tale ahead of him to tell! Be sure to follow my work here so as not to miss out on anything! :-)
A Poem and A Story:
~ My Hawk Cry ~
I twirled like a young girl in love with her dreams, seeing the skirt even twirl with me. I soared like a hawk above the world; seeing all of earths colors and many different beautiful things, and the music I heard and the visions I’ve seen, all brought me to tears on my knees.
It was so humble indeed the earth, and the people of the earth all standing around and ‘loving me’ the way I’ve died to be loved my whole life by somebody, the way I’ve cried out as a voice in the wilderness, in the middle of the night, thousands of times before.
Hoping and praying for somebody to notice me, for somebody to love me. And then it happened... I heard the hawks cry, and it was like paradise or when Mother earth first created the World known simply as Eden!
Suddenly, for me, there was light. Somebody of the earth heard me crying in the night. They felt me give the offering that went unseen, and just like that I did indeed hear my friends...
The Indian call!
And now even in the night, for me it’s light that I do see; how heavenly... and how could I be any happier for the earth’s light and the Mother of love are both now shining down on me.
The night when I did hear my loving friends,
The Indian Call!
To be continued...
written by,
Jennifer Cooley!
About the Creator
Jennifer Cooley
I've been writing as long as I could hold a crayon! Remember writing my first story like it was yesterday at 5. I remember the details of the day, location, time, excitement & where the story was preserved for all time! Lots Born From That!
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