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THE OFFERING
HIGH UPON THE WINDSWEPT CLIFF
AGAINST A SUNSET SKY,,
A YOUNG INDIAN WARRIOR,
HOLDS HIS NEWBORN SON ,UP HIGH.
WAY UP IN THE SKY ABOVE,
AN EAGLE CALLS SO REGAL
"MOTHER EARTH", THE WARRIOR CALLS,
HIS NAME SHALL BE "SOARING EAGLE".
THE SUN GOD, HAS HEARD
THE WIND GODS HAVE TOO,
HE THEN BEGINS TO CHANT HIS SONG,
"MOTHER EARTH", I OFFER MY SON TO YOU"
THE WIND TOOK HIS SONG WAY UP HIGH
ACROSS THE LAND, TO THE TOP OF THE SKY
THE EAGLE THEN SWOOPED CLOSE TO THE CLIFF,
AS IF IT WAS THANKING HIM FOR THE "SPIRITUAL GIFT".
Copyright © Shirley Sasek
2010
AGAINST A SUNSET SKY,,
A YOUNG INDIAN WARRIOR,
HOLDS HIS NEWBORN SON ,UP HIGH.
WAY UP IN THE SKY ABOVE,
AN EAGLE CALLS SO REGAL
"MOTHER EARTH", THE WARRIOR CALLS,
HIS NAME SHALL BE "SOARING EAGLE".
THE SUN GOD, HAS HEARD
THE WIND GODS HAVE TOO,
HE THEN BEGINS TO CHANT HIS SONG,
"MOTHER EARTH", I OFFER MY SON TO YOU"
THE WIND TOOK HIS SONG WAY UP HIGH
ACROSS THE LAND, TO THE TOP OF THE SKY
THE EAGLE THEN SWOOPED CLOSE TO THE CLIFF,
AS IF IT WAS THANKING HIM FOR THE "SPIRITUAL GIFT".
Copyright © Shirley Sasek
2010
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