Native American Ancestors
Native American ancestors join hands
Chanting their mantra into the evening
Most in sky rises have no idea what is happening
Select three are empaths, they hear the chanting
When they look out their windows they see power
Giant native American ancestral shadows holding hands
Showing their strength, love for the land
Not caring to own it, but caring for it.
No one else knows
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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