Ancestral Spirits

Nature is a work of pureness Through the fiery chaos a green side is born The water of purity every body of it Purer than the last The deer running through the woods The bears catching fish The fish that are swimming A timeless beauty of nature Did my ancestors see this? Did they feel as I fell? Of course they did Bu they saw more My escape to nature was not their escape It was their life What I see is death What I see is the destruction of humanity The wolves are being slaughtered!!! Out of pure stupidity Creatures are being eliminated for stupidity You fools!!! Can you see you malice We need harmony All you are promoting is chaos & discord Ancestors look into my eyes and into my soul Guide me to live in harmony When I see true nature I have tears forming When I am in nature I can feel the presence Of my Native American ancestors Apache, Aztec, Navajo & Ute Ancestral Spirits