Mountain Song

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As he stood there in his mountain song, he remembered the prayers of the fathers, the voices of his mothers uplifted,

and he knew his strength was not of this world, it was his spirit, it was always his spirit that gave him strength……

he closed his eyes then, taking in visions of the never ending river, listening to the comfort….

of the wind.

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In These Woods

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What words can I shape, to tell that in these woods

I am made strong?

That hope runs deep here,

through the veins of oak

and pine, and maple trees,

through the earth

lives the permanence 

the assurance of oneness 

where there are no shadows

to be afraid of,

how can I ever express Lord God

that I am never alone,

covered in the warmth

of the blue sky.

      

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She Accepted His Shield

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When she found him she discovered he really was a warrior,

so she was willing to accept his shield,

having fallen into the strength

of his arms,

and he always found his answers

in the oceans of her eyes.

Together

they were more than just arrows flung

into the ambiguous,

learning that love is greater

than any strong tower

still clinging,

to the darkness.

     

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