Taste of warm desert's kiss in the scent of sage
new in a breath of sunrise, older yet then any age.
Listen to the whispers on the four corner winds
calling out to your memories to remember when.
Feel earth mother's sweet tears in drops of cool rain,
hear them beckoning you now calling out your name.
Feel her presence brush lightly against your skin,
as dust sweeps up canyon walls in whispering winds.
Spirits passing right through your warm living flesh ,
fills your heart with ancient memories from the past.
Swirling around you from your head to your toes,
a spirit of a great ancestral linage in blood flows.
In blueness of an infinite sky far reaching and wide,
between thunderclouds gaze in the great spirit's eyes.
See the Eagle wing his way cross canyon maze,
On earth all is equal in harmony alive in it's own
place.
Such a peaceful harmony in all that is nature revives my soul,
Knowing nature owns us, all things are equal in purpose it owns.
~~~Suseann~~~
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Very emotive imagery invoking memories through all the senses. Lovely!
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