Quietly awaiting the Rising Sun a Taos Pueblo Man stands in front of the original San Geronimo Church, destroyed during the last uprising against a takeover by a foreign government. He waits with his ancestors and his brothers for the new light to appear in the East. In the stillness and silence of the morning, the guiding spirits are strongest. They come now, treading softly in beaded mocassins , down the last trail home through the forest of stars.