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My Munro
Eyes of the hawk are on you now
All land west of the great Hudson
Bows to your beauty.

The great rock of Elbert
Buckles beneath the weight of your heart
The beats echo through canyons East of Death.

Eyes of blue will protect your clutch
Should your wax melt to the sea
My grasp shall hold tight like a river bend.

I am the lasting smoke of White Shield
Born in the Long House by spirit
Place of Goshen by womb.

Sun rises and sets with you
Wind has brought you here
I wait for the calming night dance.

Joseph's Perce have taught me well
To follow the secrets of my chambers
And be with she, my Munro.


 2006 David Greg Harth
06.07.28.02:02:37@296NYC