“I was a REZ girl dreaming of seeing the Pacific Ocean for the 1st time.”
By Pamela J. Peters
The essence of the moon channels the waves of the deep blue sea…
I am sweltering, as I have never seen such a strangely perturbing sight of free beauty with such magnificent degree…
I am a REZ girl, I only know of partition red and brown land -where boundaries are labeled as government owned and occupied by Indians…
Yet, this new discovery has seduced me
….in a way that has also overwhelmed me.
My eyes have only seen sweltering heat on dry red soil enslaved.
Now my eyes have seen anew.
I am attached to every light.
Reflecting in each delicate wave in sight.
The sound of crashing water gives me hope, confidence and a reason to cope – with existing.
The mist of water trickling on my face washes away my deteriorating place, I am now baptized with a new chapter and a new sense of laughter.
Thank you Creator for the gift of my existence, this ocean of life is giving me the path of my persistence!