As I continue to Dance with my ancestors Under the blazing rays of the sun.

I shall always embrace the wind and air with my enchanted celestial tongue. 

Golden face and Great one worshiped by the indigenous bone.

  The original altar resting outside is waiting to send messages up to our original home.

To you Great Spirit I can always speak. For you have watched me grow and stomp my feet. When you travel, I trust in the moon when I am slowly falling asleep.


  • Saxon Crow

    Great poem/prayer CSP.

  • L. B. Mek

    (how much, we lose
    of those threads, to all-things nature
    and invaluably, inherited culture
    when we destroy, the very people
    that helped cultivate
    this same, beautiful earth
    we so, take for granted
    yet wage wars over...)
    simply Brilliant, dear Poet
    thank you! for choosing to share

    • CelestialSirenPoetry

      I love this perspective and statement. Thank you for extending love.

    • Accidental Poet

      A very beautiful poem CSM, as is the photo.

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