A Spirit Meeting
I heard the call of the ocean
It spoke to me in my dreams
A young Indian woman met me there
She spoke of the old ways in me
She pointed out to a whale
She said can you hear him speak
I heard a whisper from his spirit
He said Live your dreams
Tears welled up in my eyes
A swift hand wiped them away
Dont be sad my sister
Tomorrow's a new day
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