Potawatomi
Keeper Of The Flame
You roll in my ashes
trying to rekindle the flame
With hot and cold flashes
set your site and take aim
Striking the matches
while throwing ice on the fire
Locking the latches
cinders avoiding the briar
The heat slowly fading
the coldness taking over
The numbness sets in
as the frost bites the clover
The embers within
gasp for another breath of life
The cinders wearing thin
as the flint strikes the knife
Still burns slow and steady
keeping the new ashes, hotter
Residue fanned and ready
like the pot needs a potter
Awaiting the day
it burns brightly again
Awakening the flame
stimulating the cinder within
Like a phoenix arising
bold and hot from the fight
Renewed and baptized in
The Pottawatomi's light
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Who are the keepers of the fire?
This is what the Potawatomi tribe call themselves. In fact, the word “Potawatomi” means “keepers of the fire.”Jul 28, 2021
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