a Living Breathing Journal of My PTSD Journey. as I Paint through the Pain & Celebrate Life.
Monday, April 22, 2013
~I am Indian warrior,they call SKY~
~I am earth, ~I am fire, ~I am water . ~I am breeze, ~so quiet...... ~My heart beat echo`s, ~through the cannon`s. ~And in my womb, ~a child heart,echo`s, a well. ~ ~I represent, life to all. ~I shed my blood, ~To form, the river`s. ~My thought's,and spirit is set free. ~as I dance, aroud the fire. ~A blanket of star`s,above me. ~I am the blood line of the tribe, ~I am the village, ~I am the sky. By Alezia