Heart of Neytiri
(A Poem for Neytiri Sully)
In the shade of Hometree’s bough,
Where ancient spirits murmur now,
I walk the path my people tread,
With whispers of the lost and dead.
I am Neytiri, fierce and free,
With strength as wild as land and sea.
My heart beats with the forest’s song,
A rhythm deep, both fierce and long,
I know each leaf, each creature’s way,
And feel Eywa in night and day.
But in the shadows, strange yet pure,
A spirit comes—both strong and unsure.
He walks in skin not his own,
A soul uprooted, yet not alone,
A warrior heart, a broken name,
And in his eyes I see the same
Fire that in my spirit lies,
In distant worlds, in storm-lit skies.
Oh, Great Mother, guide my hand,
As I teach him of this sacred land,
For I have loved in spirit’s light,
And fought for all I know is right.
Bound by blood, by sky, by sea—
I am Neytiri, wild and free.
And though I know love’s cost and pain,
I would walk with him through fire, through rain,
For I am the huntress, fierce and true,
In love’s embrace, born anew.