Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Keepers of the Land

The land was sacred once
No earth left fallow
Nor fouled with wast
The land sustained us
Till glory succumbed
To greed and haste


Blogger Thailand Gal said...

Short, succinct... to the point! :)



3:58 PM  
Blogger Tammy said...

Beautiful artwork with a profound poem. Sad but true! XXOO

1:53 PM  
Blogger Bitterroot said...

This is lovely, Pam. I enjoy the dimensions and texture in the art.

2:19 PM  
Blogger pepektheassassin said...

Really loved the picture and the poem (as I always do). I love visiting here! You are a true artist.

12:10 PM  
Blogger Mama P said...

Isn't that poem the truth? Of course, as a mom of a 3 and 2 year old, my mind has gone to mush. Especially with toilet training. Do you know that the first thing I saw when I looked at those tee-pees were 4 rolls of Kirland toilet paper? Now that's sad.

1:07 AM  
Blogger Potato Print said...

Hi Pam,

I like this image a lot. I feel such a strong connection to the people who lived here before the Europeans came. I went to the American Indian Museum in D.C. last year, and was so emotional (ie: sad, teary).

Thanks for the good insight on my blog. You selected three excellent things about Christmas: FOOD, family, lights.

10:29 PM  

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