when thy sun rises <br />peaceful minds they are. <br />they ride their horses <br />enjoying life through <br />season. When they enjoy, <br />The wind blows soft <br />through their bodies. <br />Feeling freedom, <br />In their world. <br />Cherishing what they most <br />seek. when the night lights <br />are upon the sky, <br />Its beauty shin into dawn<br /><br />Andres Gonzalez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/native-indians/
