JHelmy

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Thursday, 28 August 2008 at 13:45

With the rising smoke
From the burning cedar
I pray to Creator . . . .
To give you strength and
to keep you safe.
With the blowing wind
From the four corners of this earth
I sing my songs . . . .
Hoping . . that you might hear them.
With my dancing
From the Grass to Fancy
I dance with a prayer in my heart . . . .
And hoping, just hoping that you might notice me for who I am.