if only for a short time,
from the intrusions
of a world gone mad.
My nakedness is
a sliver of sanity
in a world of farce,
something real
in the midst of
illusion.
Sun and wind
on my body
are strength
and truth.
Old age is transformed
to youth.
ᎠᏆ ᎤᏰᎸᎮᏦ ᎠᏓᏍᏕᎸᏓᏎ ᎠᏴ,
ᎢᏳᏃ ᎤᏩᏌ ᏍᏆᎳᎯ ᎢᎪᎯᏓ,
ᎬᏩᏓᏄᎬᏗ ᏂᏛᎴᏅᏓ
ᎤᏁᎫᎯᏔ ᎡᏆ-ᎡᎶᎯ ᎥᎿᎢ.
ᎠᏆ ᎤᏰᎸᎮᏦ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ
ᎠᎬᎭᎸᏕᏔ ᎣᏏ-ᎤᏓᏅᏖᏗ ᎥᎿᎢ
ᎡᏆ-ᎡᎶᎯ ᎭᏫᎾ ᎠᏤᎸᏙ ᎥᎿᎢ,
ᎪᎱᏍᏗ ᎤᏙᎯᏳ
ᎠᏰᎵ ᎭᏫᎾ
ᎠᎪᏩᏛᏗ ᎥᎿᎢ.
ᏅᏓ ᎠᎴ ᎤᏃᎴ
ᎠᏆ ᎠᏰᎸ ᎾᎿ
ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᏄᎵᏂᎬᎬ
ᎠᎴ ᏚᏳᎪᏛ.
ᎠᎦᏴᎴᏦ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎢᏴᏗᏔ
ᎠᏚᏍᎩ ᏗᏜ.
Text and image © 2019 by Donald C. Traxler.
