A moment in time is gone forever
The wind is stirring
My hair is blowing gently in the wind
As I sit here on this highest hill

I look into the valley below
And see the herd and the stallion in the lead
His tail blowing free behind him
And his mare keeping pace beside him
Mane flowing in the wind..as he crosses the valley floor.

Softly...I hear a whisper in my ear
O'siyo Grandfather I hear you
Welcome!
I know you are here beside me
It has been awhile since last we talked
I have missed you

Your wisdoms and the stories of old
I have longed to hear them once again
Yes they are beautiful..the horses below
They are free as once we were..
In the long ago...

The stallion has the spirit of the fire
And the swiftness of the wind
Also the wisdom of mother earth
to lead his herd Far from the dangers,

O grazing that is pure and untainted
He too must remember the camp fires
that use to glow in the night
When our people and his kind
shared this beautiful land

The time of peace and harmony
Soon Grandfather I will join you..
We will cross this land and remember
Ah yes I see..brother eagle in the distance
He to longs for those days as well

Grandfather must you go so soon?
I will wait for your return...
As Grandfather faded from my sight
trees stir and I felt his touch upon my brow
His words echoing in the wind
Be well my child, remember who you are..
Cherokee Earthkeeper
As a feather drifted to land at my feet
Bonnie Ray 2003
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May You always be covered with God's pure love!