wreds nest!

wreds nest!

Creator Comes!

Bright star ancestors campfire I seek wisdom from Creator,sacred sage and tobbacco,sweet grass burns my prayers are answered.
The ancients drums beat my heart echos,flutes from across time cause my soul to catch fire.
Never more to search for Heros no more feeling lost and so alone,Spirits work to send a lifeline reaching out to guide my heart home.
Each new sunrise filled with joyful praises my heart so greatful,now my steps are lighter care is lifted from my shoulders.
Soon the dance starts keeping time to heart beats,moving slowly across the dance groundsmy spirit sings with freedom and laughter.
So like the stories and the ledgends this will continue until Creator calls a halt,from the past into the future for at least seven generations.
Across this world He walks like thunder,lightning flashing in His eyes,come to claim what belongs to Him,none dare block His path to His children.
Duty done life now becons with a sweetness beyond compare,there is it seems a happy ever after for this life of fairy tales!
granny!