Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest. Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the Earth. Come roll in all the riches all around you, and for once, never wonder what theyre worth The rainstorm and the river are my brothers. The heron and the otter are my friends. We are all connected to each other, in a circle, in a hoop that never ends. Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon, or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 23:51:21 +0000
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