Anishinaabartist Honour Gimaamaa Feel Shkagamik-Kwe’s love pulse Through waterways of loud laughing women Recognize her fire roaring Quiet and strong in thoughtful men Hear the praying fruit from the breathing trees The ancient songs Time travelling on strawberry breeze When the Star Beings first imagined Shkagamik-Kwe They wept They knew one ancient and new day Would bring your first step Creating isn’t a luxury It’s our beating hearts on the vine So Anishinaabartists pick up your brushes Paint the sky silver, copper and blue Lift your feet and shake the world in celebration of you Bead the constellations on all of our sleeves Remembrance of our Star Being Kin Clan tattoos writing about circles of time Dance in step with your sister’s rhyme Braid love and Spirit through your brothers’ hair Remind each other that you are there Remember that we fell together Fast Through kin constellations From web to womb to love’s first breath Grandfathers holding our first steps Reminding us of who we are And we breathe the giants in
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