Spirit Kyrielle
I walk my path from day to day
Though many trials stand in my way;
This path is often weary and long.
Great Spirit, make me strong.
I sometimes feel that I’m alone
Abandoned here, and never known,
Seeking the home where I belong.
Great Spirit, make me strong.
Away above stands Father Sky,
Expanse that makes my spirit fly
And carries me up on wind’s sweet song.
Great Spirit, make me strong.
Beneath my feet rests Mother Earth,
The warm life-pulse of season’s birth;
And makes my heart forever young.
Great Spirit, make me strong.
My Spirit Guide, the stalwart Bear,
Travels beside me, ever there;
My steps are sure, though path be long.
Great Spirit, I am strong.
Copyright © Ginna Wilkerson | Year Posted 2006
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