~ Cherokee Dawn ~

I awake from ancient dreams
to the sound of fresh mountain streams
Alive with Mountain Laurel smells
I stand amid forgotten wolf trails


Stars above in shimmering white
streams into the darkness of night
On mountains circled by Smokey wisps
In the "Land of the Blue Mist"


Voices carried on a Summer's breeze
speaks the history of the proud Cherokees
Giant mountains in majestic splendor stand
covered in lush forests untouched by man


Across these hills, older than time
weaves honeysuckle on giant pines
Enchantment shuts out a weary world
sheltering bears, raccoons and frisky squirrels


As the last fading moon glow
falls on the sleeping Valley below
Toward Heaven I send my Prayers
knowing the Mist will carry them there


Grandmother Sun now dispels the dark
in Sha-cona-g-e, land of my heart
The Night Birds have finished their song
and the Great Smokey Mountains
.... embraces another Cherokee Dawn


Barbara LaBarbera

* "Sha-cona-g-e", Land of the Blue Mist
is the name the Cherokees gave
to the Mountains known today as
The Great Smoky Mountains


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