Questions and Answers
Is it not the same air we breathe
blown around this world
by the winds of time?
Is it not the same ocean we sail
pulled around this world
by the currents of the past?
Is it not the same heartbeat we share
pulsing from deep within
this, our Mother Earth?
Is it not the same sky we stand beneath
as we are turned in the Great Circle
by the hands of God?
Caught up in a swirling whirlwind of change,
Around the world and across the range,
The energy of love will raise us from the dust,
To greet one another in faith and trust.
We will lift up our companions without fail,
Leave footprints of unity along the trail,
One Tribe together, in peace we stand,
Heart to heart and hand in hand.
It is the same air…
It is the same ocean…
It is the same heartbeat…
It is the same sky…
We are the Hands of God.
Copyright © Debra Coppinger Hill | Year Posted 2006
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