I saw a vision I stood in modern time on my feet but in the spirit I stood only where immortals breathe in The sacred land of ancient days the Native American people came to life before my eyes there was a River nameless but of truth the mighty Euphrates or more correctly the river of life heavy and rich Were these waters glory stood bank to bank the mesquite and cotton wood seemed to be made of Silk they flowed dreamlike as flags over a free land the day was far spent and in the dying sun she came To bathe but not in the natural waters but her quest was to worship the great spirit in which all true Cleansing occurs she wore the dress of her people white doe skin with red and turquoise bead work And her reddish skin did glow she sent a treble across the distance to where I stood when she lifted her Hands of faith and hope skyward in surrender beauty untold before materialized upon the burnished Sand all of nature fell silent as she called on the Great Spirit stillness took on new meaning vastness was Restricted drawn back from it natural means to this tiny spot of ground the air charged with the deep Longing of her soul the trees crackled as heavy mist descended mellowness pervaded this place made The wood the rarified earthy throne of God himself as she spoke oh the face shown with uncustomary Wonder did the unexplained become common knowledge for her it did in this grand display of Emotional release she bridled the breeze before horses were ever found in this land she drew heaven Down all was quiet and empty in this clearing and she filled it with noble words that honored Him who Deserves all praise we live on error and garbage when we should be feasting on spiritual riches to know All that is yours it takes you joining this Indian maiden come not rehearsed and filled with self but as the Lowy penitent subscriber for his free gifts these most treasured thoughts came as I watched a young Woman praising our great father remarkable circumstances that are your birthright if you only exercise Them God bless you