18 de março de 2017


"He-Who-Knows-Everything" they call me,            
inside of a tent is my home              
under the stars the size of a pea                
stars given by a creator long gone.

In contemplative darkness immersed,        
I listened to a sacred river              
where I dipped my mind and nursed          
everything under the sky as a caregiver.  

So I meditated over a countless time,        
about the mighty cycles of mankind        
they who live by the sea and the ice      
telling undying tales of suffice.

My name is Tliewatuwadjigican,              
I have more than a hundredfold lifespan
the Tlingit is my people                
they who carve totems for the raven and the eagle.

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