Her f ather was a man who knew no f ences
Her m other was a woman of the t rail
But J enny Wind was b orn into a new world
W hen the white man c ame
J enny was taught the o ld ways
And she l earned to speak her father's t ongue
When she d ied she was one of the l ast ones
And the e arth covered up her b ones
J enny Wind was born a w ild thing
A s ister to coyote and the s un
But they g ave her a d ress of c alico
And they n amed her Jenny W ind
But the w hite man's ways they followed h er
She was b uried 'neath a marker made of s tone
And on her g rave they carved her p retty name
" Here lies the I ndian Jenny W ind"
B ut they say her s oul flies f ree
C aring for the w eary and the l ost
I n the forest deep and q uiet
All ar ound the grave of Jenny W ind
I met Jenny on a summer n ight
W alking in the Placer C ounty
I s tumbled on her g rave in the f orest there
S o all alone and s till
I w ondered if she cared that I f ound her
L ying so hidden and al one
I w ondered who she was before they n amed her
"The I ndian Jenny W ind"
The s ilence grew till it t ouched me
And h eld me like the words upon the s tone
And f or the first t ime I was af raid
I would not find my way h ome
I r an from her as the night grew d arker
I d ropped my glasses and I took a f all
Lost and b lind somehow I f ound them
Lying f olded on her grave so s mall
And I b elieve that her s oul flies f ree
And it c ares for the w eary and the l ost
I n the forest deep and q uiet
All ar ound the grave of Jenny W ind
