The Invisible Sun by Crystal Smith de Molina

The Invisible Sun

Invisible

Walking as ghosts

Talking as mutes

Looked through like an endless prairie

We are Indigenous woman

The ones who are not seen

The ones who are not heard

The ones invisible

We work hard

We live

We breathe and eat

We are women

We are human

The sun

The invisible sun

The star up in the sky

They choose not to look at

Are incapable of hearing the power it lashes out

We are Indigenous woman

The ones who are not seen

The ones who are not heard

The ones invisible

We are like the sun

We hold a power

A power that is chosen not to be seen

A power unheard of

A power that burns if neglected

We are Indigenous woman

The ones who will be seen

Ones who will be heard

Ones who will bring light to their darkness

One thought on “The Invisible Sun by Crystal Smith de Molina

  1. Hello Crystal, this is so beautiful, “The Invisible Sun”, I am so proud of all you have accomplished, Love Annette

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