We Have Seen

We have seen the mountains grow from the hills, and the trees from the ground reaching for the sky. We have felt the years go on only to grow old and fall. With my brothers and sisters that is also the same. We have seen many a moon our time has come. Searching the heavens for a sign. When will we go to the great spirit? Reaching into the ether we grab for our ancestors. Hoping they will take our hand guiding us into the heavens. Rekindling our ties to mothers and fathers. Meeting our ancestors who went before us. Greeting our loved ones who come after us. Oh, great spirit guide me. I want to go home. Take me into your arms. Shield me from pain and sorrow, take me to the hunting grounds of my people. copyrightacb2000