In The Time Before Sunrise

[Guest guest]

In the time before sunrise

Before the sons and daughters of the moon awakened,

Bare trees beheld the thirsting of flowers

And so righteousness was born

On the fleeting hoof of chance.

 

A mockingbird understood this from his perch

High atop a pine tree in the sacred grove of mankind,

While Deer Feet sat with Wisdom Wolf,

And listened to the wind carry Songs of Meadowlark

To oceans near and afar.

 

The Colours of Rainbows soon seeped in, haunted the

Breaths in the mysteries of all Native Peoples, who

Took the mysteries of colours to heart,

And so fire was rediscovered

Reborn in the Spirit of Nature,

 

In the Love of Humanity's Soul.

 

 

 

 

 

Love,

Ana

 

 

Dedicated to Eric and Zen