YANSA
Oh were do the buffalo roam
Upon the open plains of yonder
The hills of flourishing green.
Amidst the cities of lime
The towering rock
The stream of cool running water
Runs like the seasons of youth...
Oh “kindred brother�?Ye with gentle soul
Great Spirit embracing plumes of white feather,
Your essence left in the dust of time
The pastures of freedom entwined
Connecting etheric aura
Vibrating within Mother Natures womb of epoch
In memoirs of the eons past
Once in plentiful abundance
Totem drums beat... sounding like your loving heart!
Only the song of a whispering wind...
Cascades with the clouds
Etching your image
Upon the glorious Blue sky!
Tears fall from the heavens
In memory of you
Beloved
YANSA.
Written by Amazonmum /Mandalinspirit
14th July 2008
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