A Poem Based on the Fourfold Way of the American Native Indians

Flying Hawk, 

pictured in a photograph borrowed from Wikipedia (public domain)

A few years ago I attended a leadership course based on NPL techniques. One of the things we learnt about was a red indian myth, the Fourfold Way. I was totally knocked out by the course, it really opened my eyes to an understanding of myself; after wards I chose this myth to turn into a poem. One of four pieces of writing I did about my experiences on the course.

I called it The Warrior, but this title was only a working title - it stuck. The poem was actually my first which did not start off a song lyric.

The Warrior

I am the Warrior

Mine is the power

I will be there for you

Hour by hour

Think of the winter

Of frost in the air

I am the Warrior

I will be there

I see a vision

In the fire of truth

I will not judge you

There’ll be no reproof

Think of the summer

The sun is that fire

I see a vision

I’ll share to inspire

I am the Healer

I’ll attend to your heart

I’ll bring you loving

I’ll play my part

Think of the springtime

In the earth, seed we sow

I am the Healer

Together we’ll grow

 

I am the teacher

Whose wisdom is time

I teach but I learn more

Perceiving your signs

Think of the autumn

And the waters of fate

I am the Teacher

Don’t leave it too late

It is one that I had forgotten, aand found it today whilst searching the house for ssomething totally different for my wife. One good turn .......

Hope that you like it.