Cedar Woman (86 page)

an
no
unc
e
d
,

“
T
h
is is
Ista
W
a
m
b
li-
W
i
n
,
W
o
m
an
with
the
Eyes of an
Eagle.”

Lena
ga
s
p
ed,
pleased
and
a
wed
by
t
h
e
so
u
n
d
of
h
e
r
n
e
west
Nd
N

na
m
e.

J
u
lie t
u
r
n
ed
t
o t
h
e g
u
ests and
p
r
o
clai
m
e
d
,

“
T
h
i
s
i
s
Ha
n
tewi
n
Ist
a
Wam
b
li-
W
i
n
.”
S
he
t
h
e
n
han
d
e
d
Le
n
a
a
fan
o
f
Hawk
feathers,
and
p
laced
a
star
qu
ilt
ar
o
und
her
sh
ou
l
d
ers.
S
m
ili
n
g i
n
to
Le
n
a’s e
x
traor
d
i
n
ary eyes, J
u
lie
i
n
to
n
ed, “
W
aste.
Lila
waste.”

⁷⁷
Hahnz-t
da
y
ween
–
Ce
d
ar
Woman

C
h
apter
Ten

Half
Side

Wal
k
ing
t
h
e
p
a
th of
m
y ancestors,

I
b
o
w
t
o
tra
d
iti
o
n,

A
n
d be
c
o
m
e Sio
u
x once
m
o
re.

See
k
in
g
,
b
u
t
n
o
t kn
o
w
i
n
g

W
h
at it is
I see
k
,

I search wit
h
i
n myself

A
n
d
f
ind o
n
ly a l
o
n
g
in
g
.

A
c
h
ance
en
co
unt
e
r

Reveals a
destiny,

In t
h
e
t
ou
c
h of
a
h
a
n
d
..
.
. The
flash of a
smile.

Our eyes
m
eet
acro
s
s the
ar
en
a, I du
c
k
m
y head.
.
.

Knowing
bu
t
n
o
t seein
g
, What
lies
b
e
f
o
re
m
e.

L
o
ve
at f
i
rst s
i
gh
t
, Th
o
ug
h
t to
b
e
a myt
h
,

I
f
i
nd
m
y
self
co
n
f
ro
nted

W
i
t
h
a gl
o
ri
ou
s tru
t
h.

A sa
c
red t
o
uch From
the
Crea
t
or above, T
w
o
s
ouls
be
c
o
m
e one A
n
d
Half Sid
e
s
are
f
o
un
d
.

J
u
lie S
po
tted Ea
g
le Horse Marti
n
eau

Le
n
a sat o
u
tsi
d
e of J
u
lie’s t
i
p
i, a cup
o
f S
t
ar
b
u
c
k
’s
c
o
f
f
e
e
n
es
tl
ed
w
it
h
in t
h
e
pal
m
s
of
her
h
a
nd
s
.
Da
w
n
was
j
u
st
b
re
a
k
in
g
,
a
n
d
a
sky of
ch
i
n
a
b
l
ue and
t
e
n
d
er p
i
n
k was
b
e
g
in
n
in
g
t
o e
m
erge.

Drea
m
ily searching
the
he
a
v
ens,
h
er
breath
caug
h
t
w
i
t
h
in
h
er t
h
r
o
at.
A si
n
g
le,
w
h
ite clou
d
, e
d
g
e
d in
pi
n
k
,
c
ontain
e
d a s
m
udge
o
f apri
c
o
t,
as
if
C
reator
had
wet
his
t
hu
m
b
an
d
s
m
eared
t
h
e
u
p
p
e
r
la
y
er
of the
cloud
to r
e
veal
the
t
e
nd
e
r
pastel
c
olor
b
e
neath.
T
h
e
e
ffect
was
t
h
at
of s
t
ained glass:
e
thereal,
t
e
nd
e
r,
u
n
w
o
r
l
dl
y
.

Was
it
an
o
m
e
n
?
What did
t
oday ho
l
d
fo
r
he
r
?
Lena
felt
a
sense
of u
r
g
e
ncy,
a fee
l
ing
o
f
e
xpect
a
n
cy. The
v
e
ry
air
was
f
u
ll
o
f p
o
rtent.