Leonard Peltier John Trudell Truth"In the Shadowed Night." Sometimes in the shadowed night I become spirit. The walls, the bars, the gratings dissolve into light and I unloosen my soul and fly through the inner darkness of my being. I become transparent, a bright shadow, a bird of dreams singing from the tree of life. "The Knife of My Mind" I have no presence. I have only a past and, perhaps, a future. The presence has been taken from me. I’m left in an empty space whose darkness I carve at with the knife of my mind. I must carve myself anew out of the razor-wire nothingness. I will know the ecstasy and the pain of freedom. I will be ordinary again. Yes, ordinary, that terrifying condition, where all is possibility, where the presence exists and must be faced.
