Mythology Lithology

For the Sioux the Black Hills, Paha Sapa, are the center of the world, the place of the gods, where the warriors would go to wait for visions and to speak to the Great Spirit. In 1868, a treaty was signed which granted Paha Sapa to the Indians forever.

Paha Sapa Mountain Epilog



It isn’t about presidents, or the men inside their shells

Creating myth from too few years is mostly

Propaganda & power play stories

Stories carved in stone, Precambrian stone

As if geology is a pretty face with a molten mind to match


Speculation on another’s deepest thoughts— foolhardy

Yet we all try it now and then. For thus,

It is easy to contend the obvious. Bluntly stated

That is how most myths are created


Though many are propagated

Few meet the weathering of retelling

Honor the fathers whose noses face the windy plains

Capture the status uplifted layers so boldly display


And live forever in a saga that explains the day-to-day

Heroine

We praise as mother, who keeps us mortals true for all time

Precious like gold in the fading light sublime

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