In the hush of the vastness, in the truth of the wilderness;
The great waters whisper to us; “come back children.”
What woe do you lay at our river beds?
Where are your opens hearts, where is your innocence?
What do you ask of the lands, what do you build in the greed of your heads?
As you walk in your weariness, take off your shoes and rest.
From stone and earth, it is time for the birth;
of the simple ways once again.
On your knees and hands, between your fingers, feel the sand.
This is the place where you heal with each breath.
All creatures are kindred spirits; they come to teach us Nature’s wisdom.
The sun, the moon and the stars overhead, reveal the perfection. as we surrender to the moment.
Creator is the presence, the peace, the stillness.
We are given this gift, in the way of the Elders.
Then give back all you’re given.