Paul G

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I fly with the eagle,
A long side the master of breath,
We descend from the home of stars,
Down into the birth of dawn,
Our Mother celebrates a new day,
Father sky is all a glow,
Golden yellow changing to scarlet red,
The welcome is spread,
Words of silver said,
By sight alone all is told,
With a spectacle of the Great Spirits creation,
Love glides across the sky,
Nothing has to be said by word,
Interpretation is there for those who look,
Understanding is there for those who think,
Consideration is there for those who forgive,
Forgiveness is there for those who are tolerant,
The Great Spirit and his messenger,
See through the mist,
Nothing escapes their notice,
All deeds brought to mind,
The flight of the Great Spirit and his flock of aids,
Is swift and endless,
His flock of guardians are diligent,
Tireless devotion is there endeavor,
So be there for our Creator,
Be there for our Mother the Earth,
Be there for each other,
Remember there watching,
My sacred vision my spiritual dream.
Osceola Birdman Waters.
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