Prayer Warrior

Good morning guide of light which allows our lives of dreams and visions to walk forward in great clarity. We pray today in truth of the great beauty... more

by Kicking Bear Productions

Title

Prayer Warrior

Artist

Kicking Bear Productions

Medium

Painting - Acrylic

Description

Good morning guide of light which allows our lives of dreams and visions to walk forward in great clarity. We pray today in truth of the great beauty and pass forward the love we feel for all living things. Thank you mighty creation for the opening of the veil of illuminations, so we may see farther along the sacred living pathway. Bless Us and all our relations. Bright Love and Peace my dear friends. The painting is of a Prayer Warrior walking through the sacred mystery of many visions on the red road in a healing energy with all of nature. Painted in Acrylic and now available in greeting crads and in a superior life like print.
Original Native American art painted by Chickasaw Nation Tribesman Kicking Bear Barry.
Midnight blush with a flowers breath lingering upon my lips. An elixir fell from the attic pouring madness from an Angels pointed horn... I hear the Kings golden trumpets as the battle cleared the sky. Rising with an oceans eclipse I know more will come first light of morning. I picked you Tulips flirting. Heart beats were riding trails of thunder. Spring flowers were waving at the sight of feathered embraces near sky born angels. I wanted to kneel down in respect as we prayed in heavenly places. You must have known when I asked you to close my eyes for me with wings spread wide apart. You agreed. I watched you smiling forever. I awoke inside the mystic illusion filled with a bright light even that very night. You smiled. I cried. There was a holy veil captured by heavens lingering soldiers of flight. They were kind and showed it to me. I suddenly felt untamed rage reaching out in shades of blue. I had lost the sight of you. In the mask of stillness, I felt my eyes still asking. I chanted as a wounded child, whispering inside the Eagles dream. Tossing. Turning. Four winds never sleeping, slipped in like a knife where I once had been weeping. Falling into the body, I felt the beat of an aching heart, swayed like a burning star I held my hand out for you. I saw you start to cry in your heart far reaching... Did I make a sound of a kissing butterfly in the sweetness of honeysuckle? I was instantly hovering sweating tears lingering below in clay form from dust. The Angels were looking over at me again. Ghosts in kissing clouds seemed blue, yet never blinded and they never strayed too far away. Again like rain drops in spring I was suddenly falling. Each part of me moved in droplets certain of the fountain of youth held searching for the rivers flow. My shield of sounds fell with bloody talons diving with my hope climbing farther into Eagle dreams. Someone in silver winged halo's was calling, pointing to the stubborn climb; She was immortal in view. I felt tired and laid down in colored pillows created of milk white clouds. The rainbows became my bed; an enchanted garden filled in many rings poured upon golden circles throned in white light. A smiling lady wearing many crowns called for me...she spoke in every tongue I was not ready and stayed in the garden cover so comforting. I suddenly found her perfume in my hand so I poured it. The edge of silence was certain to guide my folding claws to provoke another time. As a beggar for more, I was never cold, but trembling, I began rubbing my good morning eye's, I found a fallen feather on the floor by my bed. Sitting up, I shook my still weary head. Smiling at the window of light, the night now dead. This sleeping breath was not my dream. It was an Eagles dream deep within the artful dance of a heavenly carnival; painted by my soul and I was deeply moved beyond the reason for Earth and skies. I was the adventurer awakened; kept from any nightmares; always protected far beyond all others sight; yet, somehow I drifted as a pioneer into the sky warriors sacred place in flight, inside the Angels breath of midnight...

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April 29th, 2009