wreds nest!
wreds nest!
We Will Continue!
Rise up greet the sun show honor to Creator,say your prayers with an honest humble heart this is what grandmother taught me.
You child are my future when she took me to the ancient places,kneel put your hands on Mother Earth can you feel the power singing?
Singing in the caves was my favorite the easiest to hear the ancestors speaking,open your heart and mind and listen closely.
High in the mountians brought tyhe most comfort a freedom that filled my spirit,night skies in the desert watching stars that went on forever.
Hearing the song of sunset unfolding in all its beauty,the awe I felt watching the new day dawning knowing the gift we are granted.
Walking softly through the forest speaking to the four leg kin,talking to the water listening to the whispers and chuckles taking away our troubles.
Now she lifts her voice in prayer offering her whole self,as the sweet smell of smoke surrounds and cleans us I begin to understand.
A need grows deep in my soul to reach out and touch the wind,to feel the healing and the blessing to know just how small I am.
To gather in the knowlege to be able to pass it on to my grandaughter,to know that forever the peace will grow and continue in the way of my own people!
granny!
We Will Continue!
Rise up greet the sun show honor to Creator,say your prayers with an honest humble heart this is what grandmother taught me.
You child are my future when she took me to the ancient places,kneel put your hands on Mother Earth can you feel the power singing?
Singing in the caves was my favorite the easiest to hear the ancestors speaking,open your heart and mind and listen closely.
High in the mountians brought tyhe most comfort a freedom that filled my spirit,night skies in the desert watching stars that went on forever.
Hearing the song of sunset unfolding in all its beauty,the awe I felt watching the new day dawning knowing the gift we are granted.
Walking softly through the forest speaking to the four leg kin,talking to the water listening to the whispers and chuckles taking away our troubles.
Now she lifts her voice in prayer offering her whole self,as the sweet smell of smoke surrounds and cleans us I begin to understand.
A need grows deep in my soul to reach out and touch the wind,to feel the healing and the blessing to know just how small I am.
To gather in the knowlege to be able to pass it on to my grandaughter,to know that forever the peace will grow and continue in the way of my own people!
granny!
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