My Ka

Published by Victor Spiegel

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6. My Ka Oh my Ka, I was wrong I should have linsted when you sang I let love fall away And it's too late to change Oh my Ka, you've a secret to keep So don't give me away The scales wait to receive my heart The feather is weighted I am dawned, I am dawned A great falcon of gold I have flown, I have flown Over river worlds below And my heart is brought to me From mountains in the east I am lit upon the prow of the sun. For Horses of Life we used War God’s Horse Song II (by Frank Mitchell) from the Navajo. I prepared the music, not knowing exactly what should go with it, Adria came in with an idea of how to put the words to the music. She nailed it the first time, and we knew we had something special. Horses of Life I am the child of White Shell Woman With their voices they are calling me, I am the son of the sun With their voices they are calling me, I am Turquoise Boy With their voices they are calling me, I am I From the arching rainbow, turquoise on its edge, from where it touches the earth the horses are mine Dark stone water jars their hooves, With their voices they are calling me, Arrowheads the frogs of their hooves Mirage-stone their striped hooves Dark wind their legs Cloud shadow their tails Dark cloud their skins Now the sun rises to shine New moons their cantles Sunrays their backstraps and Rainbows their girths They are standing, waiting on rainbows, The dark-rainbow-four-footed-ones, their neck hair falling in a wave, Sprouting leaves are their ears With their voices they are calling me, Great dark stars their eyes With their voices they are calling me, White shell their teeth With lightning flashing in their mouths Dark–music sounding from their mouths They call out into the dawn Their voices reaching all the way out to me. Dawn-pollen is in their mouths Flowers and dew are in their mouths With lightning flashing in their mouths Dark–music sounding from their mouths They call out into the dawn Their voices Sunray their bridles beautifully to my hand they come And become my own horses My horses of life and happiness I am the boy of life I am the boy of happiness. The Burning is from a section of The Flight of Quetzalcoatl from the Aztec Epica Nahuatl. The founder of the Aztec culture, Quetzalcoatl departs, dies, and is reborn as the rising star. The Burning It ended on the beach It ended with a hulk of serpents Formed into a boat And when he made it, sat in it And sailed away. A boat that glided on those burning waters No one knowing when He reached the country of Red Daylight It ended on the rim of some great sea It ended with his face reflected in the mirror of its waves The beauty of his face returned to him And he was dressed in garments like the sun It ended with a bonfire on the beach where He would hurl himself And burn, his ashes rising and the cries of birds It ended with the linnet, with the birds of turquoise Col

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