"They came from many directions....
Legions upon legions
of them....
They danced, they
sang, they fought....
They finally left in
total rejection....
She stood silently
reiterating....
Her many facades she
chose to act.....
It was many years
later when age had come
To claim the beauty
from her life....
Again she heard them
approaching from
Far, far away in the
distance.....
Yes, they stopped
and stood
Before the entrance
of her sacred lodge....
How long they
remained standing this way
No one will ever
know
It was another day
she heard
the footsteps coming
Nearer and nearer
towards her....
Yes, they walked
right over her,
And they kept on
walking away from her.....
In this life our
ancestors walked
also in that sacred
manner....
They considered Mother, Our beautiful
Earth not as a means to lay abuse
But as a means to love and understand life.....
Your Rainbow ones up there blend together…..
The Way called Beautiful.
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