Perhaps you think I’m arrogant     a braggart

prowess overblown

Rowan oak

lady-slipper and laden bough

my progeny     I offer

my perfect seed

my leeward caverns

and vibrant streams

for your survival


I am Whitehead and Flynn

Celo    Black    Bearwallow    Roan    and Bald

I’m haven and homestead     hollowed

holy ground

A thousand names I’ve been called


For ages I have sheltered you

within unplundered ground

you who are  prospectors of lost purpose



Jean Cassidy  2010

Photo Credit: Qualla Boundary by Erdu-Estremera

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