I can feel my cheeks burning Faces shining, embers glowing Waiting in anticipation of the hunt Smoke billows up, twisting, curving into shapes An eagle emerges, the beak forming an arrowhead The Great Spirit is with us, providing for us I cautiously map the distance to the edge of the cliff  plotting, rehearsing my every move As I lie in wait, pressing my ear to the ground I hear a distant roar Thunder echoes off the walls of the jagged canyon The earth is roaring, my heart b