“I’ve learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild
To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain’s daughter mine”
~From Elton John’s 1971 album “Madman Across the Water.” The song was written after lyricist Bernie Taupin’s first visit to America, on the first tour in 1970.
I awoke to this song playing in my head. The lyrics are in my heart always. The song brings back my memories of riding the hills of the Santa Monica mountains in the early 1970s. Nature called our names as the wild sage did hug our thighs. We rode our painted ponies wild as we sang this song aloud. We were held up and whirled into a time when everything had meaning. Schools, education, social pressures and family problems all erased. We galloped with the ghosts of a spirituality I only now begin to understand. Currently as a crone it is infusing my spirit with the wonder, beauty and sadness of life.
The Adventures of Sony and Raubie