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The Wind Of My People
Contributed by
outdoorsman
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Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 06:12:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
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I walk on the wind, the wind of my people
I see the sacred feathers and the healing rocks
Spirits of the past cry tears of their stories
Not one stone on this vast mountain unturned
People visit, but the people are long forgotten
The Coyote wanders the canyons and he knows
Deer and Bear carry the symbols of the clans
As mother earth sighs, the smoke rises
Peace Pipes are held and special herbs are gathered
The way it use to be
Shaman's dreams were far too real
The people are gone and the memories are dwindling
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2004-02-17 06:12:13]
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Re: The Wind Of My People
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by Wesley_Dale_Willis on
Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 08:16:12 AM AEST
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I love poetry about life in general
and about wildlife. Keep them coming.
read a few of mine.
I think you will like a few of them.
Regards Wes... |
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Re: The Wind Of My People
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by twinkletoes on
Wednesday, 25th February 2004 @ 08:49:28 PM AEST
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ACE! Terrific, love it, what can I say. This is my cup of tea...on the issue raised in the poem sounds like you have the issues our Aboriginals have here.
Twinkletoes! |
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