Remember

Today, along Massacre Bay, I met
an Elder of the Raven Clan
visiting his relatives.

He was standing in the road
as I approached
he looked me in the eye.

With a sigh
but without reproach
he fluttered to a branch
of the ancient Fir
with the two bent limbs
that mark the camas fields
from the water side.

As I flew by
he gave to me a message
which I now pass on to you:

Remember us.