Monday, July 13, 2009

Native American Prayer

Native American Prayer

I give you this one thought to keep

I am still with you I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond that glints on the snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain

I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awaken in the morning hush

I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight

I am the soft stars that shine at night

Do not think of me as gone

I am with you still in each new dawn.

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