Pass the Peace Pipe
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White Buffalo Calf Woman
She came from the stars. To many tribes, she came, though each knew her by a different name. You might see her now as two young Sioux hunters first saw her, walking barefoot, like a vision, across the low rolling hills of the prairie. Barefoot, as she walked always upon the earth in her travels. She came with the sacred pipe.
In the twilight spirits come to play,
listen closely to what they have to say.
In the early dawn, they will sit with you,
and greet the sun that shines anew.
As our sacred pipe gets passed around,
through billowing smoke, some prayers are found.
A ceremonial tradition that honours all things,
come join with us as the Great Spirit sings.
Enlightenment comes when you open thy heart,
it's never too late to make a new start.
Beings from the stars will you lend us a hand?
To help unite this Earth across every land?
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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