MichaelCFH
2 years ago500+ Views
Guardian Of Our Sacred Home
Who am I?, a guardian of mother Earth From the sharp brush of the plains, to the sands of the sea From the bright rays of the badlands, To the shades of the evergreens Who am I?, a guardian of mother Earth, Like my ancestors before me My hair that which sails the wind As my spirit soars like the eagle, destined to be free Who am I?, a guardian of mother Earth On this land so vast yet treacherous, of which we are to be She cleanses my soul, as I feel her breath beneath my feet Mother Earth I protect you, with my heart that which you hold the key.
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this took me to a trip. thanks
2 years ago·Reply
Pure Beauty.
2 years ago·Reply
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