GOLDEN FACE
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.
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CelestialSirenPoetry (
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Great poem/prayer CSP.
Thank you!!!
(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
I love this perspective and statement. Thank you for extending love.
A very beautiful poem CSM, as is the photo.
Thank you!!!
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