Take You On A Magical Journey
I hold three magical rocks in my hand
Rolling them around and around and around.
Leaving this reality behind, far behind.
I close my eyes and the smell the fragrance of the early autumn sage
It’s aroma takes my mind back to another place.
A place where lush valleys with endless grass as far as one can see Surrounded by the glistening mountains that seem to climb upward
Passed the clouds and into eternity.
Here in this magical land I feel one of my passed lives was for me,
Here where I as a young girl grew into womanhood in a land that only few at That time ventured to see.
Here in this heaven on earth is where I started my journey in the land of the Cherokee
I was the younger daughter of a great chief and knew my responsibility.
I was to marry to keep peace and ensure prosperity
But fate had another life in store for me
A fate that would take me away from this land and my
Beloved Cherokee
To live among the white man and never again to see
My beloved mountains or the Cherokee
A cool breeze touched my face and a opened my eyes to see I was back in my Own time and space
I look up standing by my side was the young man who fell in love with me so Long ago and in this life made me his bride
A man who knew so much about my past and the prophecy
This warrior from my past now here in this time united with me.
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