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Ancestor Visit

They visit often
feet in cloud moccasins
Dancing on the wind
Their songs in the trees
Their love is the air that we breathe
The rain is the tears
of our people who have died
The countless trees-each represent
the life of a warrior, a woman, or a child
They run with the wolves
Fly with the eagles
Hidden like the Goldenbear
They are a part of our everyday lives,
That is why I thank the Creator
for all things surrounding me
They are the Old Ones ,The Elders
of our Ancestors who have been set free