White Corn Boy
– A poem of the Navaho people of North America
I am the White Corn Boy.
I walk in sight of my home.
I walk on a straight path which is towards my home.
I walk to the entrance of my home.
I arrive at the beautiful goods curtain which hangs at the doorway.
I arrive at the entrance of my home.
I am in the middle of my home.
I am on top of the pollen foot print.
I am on top of the pollen seed print.
I am like the Most High Power Whose Ways Are Beautiful.
Before me it is beautiful,
Behind me it is beautiful,
Under me it is beautiful,
Above me it is beautiful,
All around me it is beautiful.
from American Indian Prose and Poetry
We Wait in the Darkness
Editors: Gloria Levitas, Frank R. Vivelo and Jacqueline J. Vivelo
Capricorn Book, NY
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