Where I am from

I am from the cold and dangerous
I am from the overbearing and not caring
I am from the trees and the smoke
I am from the village houses and chopping wood
From the truck rides and the dusty ground

I am from sheet music and angry moms
From being up to no good to being in hospitals
I am from bike rides and train tracks
I am from ball courts and fish camps
I am from running and rifles

I am from the high times and out of breath moments
I am from tribal drumming and late night walks
I am from the elders and storytellers
From songs and dances
I am from the ocean and sky