From underneath the suffocating burden
and salty tears
and even black magic;
Her lips parted
and began to sing
an ancient and powerful medicine song.
The benevolent qualities of her Ancestors
guided her as she sang
to the many threads
of her broken tapestry - all tangled and torn -
until they were straight and whole
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Between every blade of Sweetgrass
there is the whisper
of those who inhabited this land before.
the ones who left their offerings,
and loved Nature as their own
flesh and blood…
gives and takes
the golden opportunity;
an embodied life….
we have traveled
straightened our minds,
what our Spirits are made of….
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