sâmina askiy
mìskona kipahkahokowininaw;
kinihtawihikonaw,
kitohpikihikonaw;
kikâwînaw askiy.
ᓵᒥᓇ ᐊᐢᑭᐩ
ᒦᐢᑯᓇ ᑭᐸᐦᑲᐦᐅᑯᐏᓂᓇᐤ;
ᑭᓂᐦᑕᐏᐦᐃᑯᓇᐤ,
ᑭᑐᐦᐱᑭᐦᐃᑯᓇᐤ;
ᑭᑳᐑᓇᐤ ᐊᐢᑭᐩ᙮
Touch the earth
Feel our heartbeat;
She gives us birth,
She sustains us;
Our Mother Earth
Note: While English is ambiguous in this poem about whose heartbeat we feel, the Cree makes it perfectly clear that Sol is referring to the heartbeat or pulse that we, collectively, share with the earth itself. This thought was inspired on the Hoodoos Trail in Banff, where SoI had to detour to avoid the elk with their young, but stopped to shoot this gorgeous image.
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Thank you for these beautiful translations
Beautiful!
kinanâskomitin mistahi, Mr. Solomon Ratt!