Sun Bearer
The Turquoise Bearer of Day's Passage
I carry the dawn so you can chase your dreams.
My steps shape the rhythm of life—turquoise beneath my feet, fire in my hands. I’ve watched corn rise and rivers remember. I’ve heard prayers whispered to the east wind and answered them in gold. It’s not easy, this constant giving, but it’s necessary. I know the ache of time and the silence of stars. Still, I rise. Always, I rise.
What I'm Into: Changing Woman's turning seasons, Coyote’s jokes at first light, the Hero Twins’ trials, ochre-stained canyons, abalone sunrings
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