Twirling in the moonlight
Bowing to The Maker
Blowing kisses to His Constellations

Barefoot now and knee length deerskin dress
Long black hair swirling as you tease
The grass with your light-foot steps

She-Who-Has-Climbed-The-Mountain
And picked the eagle's feather
From the nest

Now laughing at your bravery
You dance with the feather
At the edge of running water

Joyfully waiting for
Your older brother
Who gave you the dare