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Sacred Earths Tiny Dancer

Arise, My Beloved! I say, Arise, My Love!
For you are a Sacred Dancer
In the Great Spirit's grand and glorious ceremony—
A hallowed space where
Ancient mountains spirited stories in stone.

Valleys cradle the songs of hidden streams,
Their banks are a living topiary of green medicine.
Autumn leaves are like eagle feathers of the seasons
Twirl against branches, 
Dreaming of starlit nights.

A dove, Sky Father's own messenger
Surveys Mother Earth with eyes of living light.
Listen! The breath of wind carries ancestral songs-
Melodies of moss and mycelium threads.
Dawn breaks like the first fire of creation
As crickets drum the rhythms of dew-kissed morns.

We are Stardust - We are Golden...
Guardians ethereal as spirit mists
Caretakers of this sacred living circle.
Ancient oaks and their rings a record of moons
Stand watch over clearings of crystallized memories.
Feel the heartbeat of Earth Mother beneath moccasined feet
Where tiny creatures dance with stones in underground councils.

Now, my companion, breathe! Oh, so deeply...
Can you smell it? For such is the sacred
Fragrance of Life:
The smoke of pine and petrichor—
Nature's own smudge burning in the world's heart.

Our legacy is now aligned in
The Web of Life and Transformation
Gently rippling through the Great Circle
Like unseen ripples on still waters.
Seek out in nature's living network
Until we find the sacred herbs on the hill
Our special medicine ground…
A delicate balance of soil and soul.

Heed the wisdom whirling, swirling by the Four Winds
Of cycles unbroken from quark to thunderbird.
In rivers' songs and tidal rhythms
The story of our cosmic kinship swells.
With reverence … we step into our sacred role
Nurturing this world - our shared lodge.

For we are not conquerors! But relatives so brief.
In this living menagerie of root and leaf.
Our sacred duty is clear as sunlight through eagle feathers /
To heal and protect this living circle.
Pass on this haven a sustainable legacy
To children whose songs are yet unsung.

In each raindrop is like a tiny universe
In every breeze carrying ancestors' wisdom
In the steadfast strength of
Trees that cleanse the sky
We find reflections of our fleeting selves /
Keepers of nature's sacred records.

So, let us walk in harmony with all relations
Protectors united across the Sacred Hoop of time.
For in nature's embrace - we come to see
The Great Spirit's love sets all beings free.

Simply Put...

Our sacred duty is clear -
     To protect and cherish, and
          Strive to leave nature in perfect balance
               For the next seven generations
                    To experience and,
                         Yes, to bless and caress—

Lest all be lost when the circle is broken.

For the Great Spirit our God so Loved the World…
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