Return to Beauty
Desert Storm Veteran
Come home my brothers and sisters,
come home to the sacred mountains,
come home to the sweat lodges,
come home to the ceremonies,
come home to your moccasins.
Let the guidance of the creator bring you
along the path of the rainbow,
through the echoes of sacred songs
where beauty will encircle your soul with comfort.
The feathers that protected you ,
the tobacco offered,
the prayers sought,
the sage drifting in mid air,
purify your senses, purify your soul, purify your body.
Renew your spirit for you are the child of the creator,
follow the sacred path, the corn pollen path,
where beauty and harmony
will nourish your tattered soul.
You are my honored guest,
you hold my pride,
you have done well
to protect our rights,
to protect our homeland we hold so dear.
The legacy of our ancestors,
who fought for our rights,
who fought for our land,
is innate in your soul.
You pave the path for the noble spirit of our patriotic ancestors
who have gone before you,
who gave unselfishly.
You will never be forgotten,
our MIA’s, our Code Talkers, Ira Hayes,
our Chiefs of distant past,
our Women Warriors,
Lori Piestewa, our fallen hero of a new beginning,
and our Vietnam Warriors.
We praised you long before the country
stigmatized your efforts in Vietnam.
Your duty and sacrifice will never be forgotten.
We honor you at Pow Wows,
we honor you as the drums beat,
to the prayers spoken,
to the Gourd Dance.
You will always be my honored guest.
Return to beauty my Native Veteran Warriors,
return to the path of the creator,
return to harmony.
In beauty it is so….