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Jul 2010
Lets fly to the moon the stars and the sun
To catch the dreams that have just begun
we collect the feathers we gather the stones
we collect the sticks and search for the bones
We bring them here to our sacred land
we swim through the seas and dance on the sand
Our life on earth is but a mere stitch
We search for spirituality, not for the rich
We bless all spirits, all animals, all trees
Tie knots in our leather to calm the breeze
When our life on earth is ready to end
We call upon spirits of our ancestors and friends
Rachel-erika Henderson
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