Manataka American Indian Council
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“Manataka”
Sacred Mountain-Sacred Journey
By John Three Eagles Fly Walden
A soul searches for a place of belonging
A place where love and direction are found
in the whispers when the great winds sing
I have found such a place where all answers are given
Because the voice you hear comes from the creator in heaven
But my brother & sister look deep and you will see
The sacred journey is a gift, given free
The greatest gift you have is love
This gift is always present; it even falls from the wings of the dove
The colors of man - black - red - yellow - white
Are always seen when the owl - hawk - and the great eagle are in flight
The songs are sung when the drum makes its sound
When the sacred circle is made while we stand on sacred ground
Our prayers lift up - up high in the sky
A journey of the soul is sacred and holy tears flow gently from the eye
The sacredness of the mountain is for all too see
Because of white mans greed the rainbow is chained it is not free
The sacred journey reaches out to the soul in need
Mans chains are taken away and the soul is freed
Look unto the mountain and the creator on high
Open your heart opens your eye
The truth of this journey - will always stand
We are there for all - reach out - take hold of our hand

Three Eagles Fl
y
I Am Spirit
By John Three Eagles Fly Walden
I am the Spirit that years to feel the pureness of a winter snow
I am the Spirit that howls when then wind is blowing
I am the Spirit that brings forth the sacredness of a Hot Springs bath
I am the Spirit that searches for the sacred path
I am the Spirit that sends our winged brothers up high
I am the Spirit that falls as a tear from a child's eye
I am the Spirit that holds love in its arm
I am the Spirit that stands to protect the people from harm
I am the Spirit that grows with our brother and sister trees
I am the Spirit of the howl for the wolf that runs free
I am the Spirit that flows from a mountain spring high
I am the Spirit that sparkles in the midnight sky
I am the Spirit that lives in the stones of Mother Earth
I am the Spirit of newness that come in birth
I am the Spirit past, present, and what will be
I am the Spirit that travels from sea to sea
I am the Spirit of fire that warms ones soul
I am the Spirit of darkness in the deep deaths of a hole
I am the Spirit that keeps the songs of the past
I am the Spirit that says 'remember' so the songs will last
I am the Spirit of horse that runs through the land
I am the Spirit of buffalo destroyed by mans hand
I am the Spirit of the tipi standing proud for all to see
I am the Spirit of imprisoned warriors that yearn to be free
I am the Spirit of Creator who hears my prayers on high
I am the Spirit of Mother Earth who now has tears in her eye
I am the Spirit of the drum, the heartbeat of the land
I am the Spirit of dance where sacred feathers are held in ones hand
I am the Spirit of mist that brings forth the rainbow arched high
I am the Spirit of beauty so great all who look will stand in awe and sigh
I am the Spirit of the ancients that guide us in all things
I am the Spirit of humming bird searching for nectar in the spring
I am the Spirit that lives and survives in all things
I am Spirit



Three Eagles Fl
y
The Mirror That Reflects All
By John Three Eagles Fly Walden
A mirror has many function that it will do
But its most important is it allows you to see through you
We can hide what we have done from all our family and friends
But the reflection of the mirror stands strong it will not bend
Looking into the mirror you see deep into your eyes
Does your eyes show truth , maybe just lies
Looking through the mirror you will see the truth of who you are
Are you ready to face it , or will you run away real far
You cannot hide your self from your soul
Is the soul bright or (Dark like a hole!!)
When we look into the mirror at the end of the day
Is our look positive or do we see shame and turn away
Did we do what was needed to help our brother and sisters in need
Or did we turn and walk fast away showing our ignorance and greed
Maybe what we see makes us throw the mirror against the wall
Then to the floor all the pieces will fall
Now there are hundreds of pieces laying all about
Would you be willing to put the pieces back together or throw them out
Remember the passion and the journey of our call
Remember the mirror is the one thing that will reflect all
The Flight of Freedom
By John Three Eagles Fly Walden
Rising through the clouds higher and higher he soars through the shy
Then he will disappear , and suddenly I begin to cry
For I have touched the soul of a free spirit , one so free man really never sees
That his spirit travels from sea to shinning sea
To man he is a trophy to put on a wall
God I wish , man could hear the pain in his call
He yearns for the challenge to be free
But mans heart is closed and so hard that man can’t see
For what they have done to our brother in the sky
Look closely and you will see a tear in his eye
He is the master of the air and land
He reached out to man and man put blood in our brothers hand
They have raped a spirit that wants to be free
God my brother , why can not man open their eyes and see?
They have destroyed a life that will no more be
Man’s the watcher passing through the day
One day soon man will have to pay
The ignorance that man has shown throughout the years
has caused my spirit to cry in pain as my eyes shed more tears
Be free my brother fly high in the sky
Don’t trust man for man enjoys a ritual when one of you die
Disappear to the wilderness and be free
I will sing a prayer for my spirit and thee

Three Eagles Flys
A Warriors Prayer
Three Eagles Flys
I stand on the mountain up high in the air
A gentle wind blows gently through my hair
Voice and arms raised high in prayer
Grandfather my first father hear the words of your son
Mother Earth my first mother hear the words of your son
I have raised the sacred pipe filled with tobacco and care
I have been sleeping in the dream lodge of our brother the bear
Give me strength as I pass through this day
Give me love to go with the words I must now say
Help me to help the brother and sisters of our land
Help me Great Spirit -for I hold the sacred pipe in my hand
Sacred fire is built -I will stand strong and true
Brother and sisters of the sky how will my words get thru?
The crow flies beside me for crow is law
I hear the message every word of his caw
Hawk flies by his message true and strong
Join the dance - Stand up - Sing your song
The eagle circles up high -his spirit comes inside
Mother - Father -help me are the words I cried
Many times on this walk I feel so lone and apart
There are so many emotions - Great Spirit where do I start
I am only a man standing here on sacred ground
My voice is small - It barely makes a sound
Brother wolf shows me to be one with all
Sometimes my soul feels like a long hollow hall
Mountain lion - Elk - and horse are here I see
Butterfly- Humming bird even brother and sister tree
All ar3e speaking - I hear their words - Feel their pain
Sometimes I feel like I am going insane
But the message is true it has to be strong
The Rainbow is gone -Brother and Sister _ This is wrong
Mans greed has taken Rainbow woman away
Stand up strong - Fight for our rights -is what I have to say
Join the dance -hear the drum in you heart
For the time is coming - We must stand together not apart
We must gather at the mountain where our spirits run free
We must dance and sing the song of (Great Peace) for all to see
Go to the people give all you can
For our fight is against the greed of man
Open you hearts - Hold our brothers and sisters as close as you can
Reach out drink these words like you would drink ale
Remember things start small like a raindrop that falls -
but as they gather we have a water filled pail
AHOA