Alaskan Verses - Sonnet # 20

There in the mountain,
it's shining the sun
the day has begun
and the sun shines over Mountain

They starts burning herbs
Around the blaze, they dance
We don't need ambulance
We cure ourselves using herbs

Every ritual, every step
herbs burning, that smell
so I find them in the map

the fired is lighted
that's been warming well
and our light is light