The Great Spirit Morns Us.

Today is the day the Great Spirit made me.
It is the day I came into this great land.
The moon, my wife looks down on me full in her brilliance.
She watches me from affair and her face is sad.
I am troubled by the distance now between us as I walk this great land which the Spirit has provided.
He, the Master of all things is saddened by our inability to connect.
The heart of the Great Spirit is sad by her choice to be so high in the sky.
I share His sadness but his heart is attached to his tears and he begins to cry.
As He sheds his tears the brilliance of my woman is clouded and covered by His emotions.
The Great Spirit pours out His feelings on to this once great land.
With each raindrop that falls from His face, I feel it cold upon my body.
As the Great Spirit morns our love, I too feel His pain deep within my core, as the pain spews from my mouth.
My wife, the moon, is now gone from site and the Spirit fills the night sky with sadness.
This, on the day of my birth.