Rose Mary Robinson (Suggested by Janet Hilliker)
and so i go on journeys far and wide and walk the distant hills and watch the ever-closer stars and hear the wind around my hair. i follow, trembling as i climb the rocks, no path laid out that i can see, and yet as i look backward, there behind a trail is carved for others who would follow me. where do i go and who the voice that beckons me? sometimes i wonder at the yearning deep inside but mostly do i climb, unknowing yet not blind. and sometimes do i almost understand the medicines that grow with me and comfort give when i am lost but not alone. and sometimes as i see a glimpse of life beyond the sky, i run renewed with courage and the strength of eagle wings. there is no sense of ending as i listen longingly, awake to songs within my drum. who sings to me? and who am i to know the music of the one who calls to me?
Poem from “Dreaming History: A Collection of Wisconsin Native-American Writing” Mary Anne Doan and Jim Stevens, eds.
The author – Rose Mary Robinson – is of Ojibwa ancestry, is also known as Kookooequay (Owl Woman). She was an influential figure in advocating for indigenous peoples treaty rights in Wisconsin. She played a significant role in founding support groups ORENDA and the Midwest Treaty Support Network
Editor’s Note: The author died and the original publisher’s business was sold to another company which has since gone out of business.