Through the Lands We Know To the Ones We Know

Through The Lands We Know To The Ones We Know

Through the lands we know to the ones we know.
We can reach for the old ways, we can touch the sky
To mountain hills to the sun on high.

Through the lands we know to the ones we know.
We can hear the drums, from the spirit cloud
Talk to the old ones, we can hear them loud.

Through the lands we know to the ones we know.
We can smoke our pipe, to the lives we met
as we hold our dreams in a dreamcatchers net.

Through the lands we know to the ones we know.

--Michael J. Murphy
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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February 6, 2016 at 12:42 AM
deep write, Michael. LINDA
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