If you have missed or would like to read the earlier chapters click on the links below.

http://authspot.com/short-stories/the-cherokee/
http://authspot.com/poetry/the-song-of-a-cherokee/
http://writinghood.com/literature/myself-and-native-americans-part-lll/
http://authspot.com/novels/myself-and-native-americans-part-lv/

Poem.

Do you, like me, have times when ancient memories suddenly flash into your mind? Is this a reality, a set of visions that refer us to previous lives; or are they simply scenarios presented by our brain as it plays a game with us? Questions without answers…rain without water….

Sometime’s we leave what we love behind, our lives go by so fast and we forget who we are.

Beauty in my heart.

I wrote this on 5-20-12.

When we fall in love, we may never learn all there is to know about a person but we are always glad that person is ours to love.

I am sick of always putting you first.

I want somebody I can connect to.

A glimpse of Creation perhaps.