Weyekin Heart
To roam with Weyekin spirit or be held down by decree? Like a wild horse, my heart dances free. 🪶
The Arts, Culture, Philosophy, History.
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- Eternal starlight softly gleams, Its glow a guide through fleeting dreams. From heavens high, its truths descend, To shape the heart, to mend, to mend. In every beam, a hope takes flight, A call to love, to shine through night. Weyekin Heart
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartEyes of wisdom, deep and wise, Curly mane beneath the skies. Shadows dance in black and white, Strength & soul in every sight. Together we shall roam the lands, Bound by trust & guiding hands Weyekin Heart #Poetry #weyekin #poem #culture #poet #spirit #nativeart #horse #tradition #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartIn silent dawn, where spirits meet, Shadows dance on ancient beat. Through whispers of the painted stone, The echoes of the past are shown. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #petroglyph #abtract #art #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartSnow-bound teepees, silent night, Ancient whispers, stars alight. Painted rock, spirits bide, Winter’s camp, where dreams reside. Echoes weave through timeless space, Nature’s touch, in quiet grace. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #culture #poet #spirit #nativeart
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartFootsteps trace this sacred ground, Where deep heritage is found, In the dance of leaves and light, Our heartbeat, ever bright. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #culture #poet #spirit #nature #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartYellow Wolf recounted: "A Form stood in the air…it talked to me... 'Look at me! Do as I tell you and you will be as I am…I will give you power…I am Hemene Moxmox (Yellow Wolf).'" This vision guided him to adopt the name #poetry #weyekin #tradition #history#visualpoetry #wolf #wolfWednesday
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartBeaded Legacy Yellow laughter, beads of grace, Past and future interlace. Tradition's joy, modern art, Minion's smile, culture's heart. Weyekin Heart (Beading Artist Unknown, photo of a powwow Vendor’s art) #Poetry #weyekin #poem #culture #poet #spirit #nativeart #beading #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartIn dusk’s embrace, spirits roam, Nature’s call, a whispering home. Journey’s end where heartbeats drone, In silent prayers, our truths are known. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #drawing #abstract #sketch
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartFor Those Who Have Gone Before In candlelight's glow, voices rise, Echoes of ancestors wise. Songs of earth, sky, and lore, We honor those who've gone before. Their spirits guide us evermore, In whispered winds and forest floor. Weyekin Heart
- A big thanks to all my followers! Sorry I haven’t been posting lately but some life issues were pressing. I hope to see you all again soon.
- In the quiet of the dawn, we trace, Paths where our ancestors did embrace. With each step, we honor the land, Linked by stories, by love's strong band. In the silence, we hear their call, To live in harmony with all. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #writingcommunity
- Through sage and stone, their footsteps hum, Ancestors carved where rivers run. Hate’s dust settles ‘neath the pine’s old sway, Today we tread their timeless way. In shadow and sun, a trail alive, One heartbeat guides where spirits thrive. WH #poetry #weyekin #tradition #writingcommunity
- Raven spills ink across the frost-bit morn, Wings carve grief where shadows are born. In hollowed pine, hate’s echo dies, A song of ash lifts to boundless skies. Through silence, spirits braid their lore, Kinship reigns where darkness tore Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #poem #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartBeneath the azure, poles arise, Reaching for ancestral skies. Unspoken stories, silent fight, Echoes through the endless night. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity #teepee #nextseason
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartIn this hidden, sacred hollow, Waters dance, our hearts follow. Ancient voices, gentle and clear, In the cavern, we draw near. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity #waterfall
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartSilent shadows roam the plains, Their strength a quiet refrain. In the dusk, whispers blend, With stories ancient, timeless, penned. Beneath twilight’s amber glow, Grass rustles as they move slow. The scent of earth, rich and deep, Holds secrets that the night does keep. WH #poetry #weyekin #poet
- Reposted by Weyekin Heart“By the fire, legends told, Wisdom roots in embers' gold. Timeless dance of earth and sky, Teepees cradle dreams that fly.” Passage from Timeless Place by Weyekin Heart #poetry #Poet #Poem #art #drawing #nativeart #culture
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartIn a peaceful world, we design one of kindness and unity. Together, dreams find their true form.
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartSymbols whisper on the breeze, In this act, my soul finds ease. The painted steed becomes my guide, through realms where spirits still reside. #Poetry #horse #paintedhorse #tradition #poem #culture #poet
- Hooves thunder where the ghost grass bends, A riderless steed where time suspends. Hate’s shadow flees ‘neath the moon’s cold gleam, Spirits rise in a silvered dream. Through endless plains, their voices soar, One pulse, one breath, forevermore. WH #poetry #weyekin #nativeart #writingcommunity
- Wings thunder through the storm-lit sky, Power wakes where eagles fly. Earth trembles, spirits rise anew, In shadow and rain, the old breaks through. With every beat, we claim our lore, United beneath its timeless roar. WH #poetry #weyekin #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity
- Ancient wisdom casts its stone, Ripples spread, in quiet tone. From the center, lessons flow, Teaching us to live and grow. In each wave, a truth to heed, A call for peace, for all to lead. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity
- By the lake, where dreams are cast, Reflections of the past. In quietude, our souls converse, With nature's chant, we merge. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity
- Hate, the unseen current beneath calm waters, can erode the strongest bonds if left unchecked. The teachings of the ages reminds us to dive deep, to see this current within ourselves. Only through this introspection can we redirect our hearts towards the streams of empathy & respect Weyekin Heart
- Beneath the sun, voices rise, Ancestors’ songs beneath the skies. Feathers dance, the day so clear, In sacred rites, we find no fear. Weyekin Heart (Stylized petroglyph drawing, can’t recall where the original is located) #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartWild heart, swift and free, In endless meadows, you and me. Freedom in every stride, Life in rhythm as we ride. Grace and power blend, In horse and man, journeys tend. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #culture #poet #horses #curlyhorse #buffalohorse
- The tule sway, a shadow's dance, Guardians in nature's trance. Harmony and peace dwell, A world where spirits swell. Silent watchers, power unseen, In midday's embrace, serene. Unity in hidden grace, A bond in nature's sacred place W.H. #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #writingcommunity
- Reposted by Weyekin HeartBeneath the moon's watch, Coyote grins wide, Wind carries his voice across the great divide, Tales of survival and cunning stride, Resilience and change where spirits bide. #Poetry #coyote #weyekin #tradition #poem #culture #poet #spirit
- Like the flowing of the creek, thoughts begin to stir, Meditations deep, within the waters' blur. Flowing with grace, in unity and peace, A sanctuary found, where our souls release. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #creek #poet #mountains #nature #writingcommunity
- Through valleys deep, the river sings, A symphony of ancient things. Each ripple tells a story old, A legacy in waters bold. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #nativeart #poet #writingcommunity
- In the embrace of peaks so high, Mountains where the eagles fly. This sacred altar, ground so pure, Where traditions old endure. Skeletal trees, guardians wise, Echo the ancient spirits' cries. Here, beneath the endless sky, Our souls and nature unify W.H. #poetry #weyekin #poem #writingcommunity
- The creek's embrace, a gentle sound, Through boulders' paths, wisdom found. Nature's song, an endless flow, In quiet moments, spirits grow. Weyekin Heart #poetry #weyekin #tradition #poem #mountains #poet #nature #creek #writingcommunity
- Music Break; When the ones you thought you knew Turn their backs on you Another side of life to face Some haven't used a thing ‘Cos it hurts to find some people unkind Redbone Message from a Drum 1971 m.youtube.com/watch?v=9I-h...
- Thank you everyone who has become a friend You are appreciated more than you know Time has come to start cleaning up from the Follow/unfollow bots, bad Starter Pack choices & general laziness If I mistakenly unfollow you in the process, as long as you have liked a post, you will get followed back!
- Congratulations to the Lumbee Tribe. May the rest of the process come with ease. www.whitehouse.gov/presidential...
- In dawn's quiet, the paper breathes. Each line is a heartbeat, each stroke a whisper of the soul. Drawing bridges seen & unseen, symbols emerge from spirit's touch. It's a sacred communion, a meditation, balancing intention & spontaneity, mapping the inner journey W.H. #Writingcommunity #prose #art
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