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It is the spirit dragonfly, a nymph -           the keeper of our dreams      The breath of a moose in wintertime Crystal waters that flow through a fast                     moving stream Clouds that cast shadows that slip through             a purple sunset and disappear                  It is the visiting Raven                It is the fast running deer               who dances in the rain                    it is your tears       which are the keepers of your pain                 Thunder and lightning                          It is in your hands                this life....it  is everywhere             our soul finds a                      place to land. Cherie Nolan © June 2016
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
"What Is Our Spirit Life?"
It is the spirit dragonfly, a nymph -           the keeper of our dreams      The breath of a moose in wintertime Crystal waters that flow through a fast                     moving stream Clouds that cast shadows that slip through             a purple sunset and disappear                  It is the visiting Raven                It is the fast running deer               who dances in the rain                    it is your tears       which are the keepers of your pain                 Thunder and lightning                          It is in your hands                this life....it  is everywhere             our soul finds a                      place to land. Cherie Nolan © June 2016
Just some Native American thoughts.
Moi-Cherie
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
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