Spirits Joined
By WishOnMars
Spirits Joined I salute you, ancient man, your gift left in my path. An arrowhead, your legacy, hints mystery from the past. You sat atop the dune and gazed at your boundless world, distant peaks, with clouds beyond, in harmony with Earth. In your hand, you held the stone, the flint that caught your eye. Your mind designed dimensions, your hands would make it fly. Did hawks sail high, whirled by the wind? Was antelope your aim? Was deer the spirit that you chose? Did coyotes call your name? What did you see Apache brave? What message do you send? Were our thoughts sometimes alike? Would you have called me friend? This gift from you I treasure so we've each held in our hands. I touch now where you have touched, and feel our spirits join.Inspired by My Stan - whose spirit I have joined in many lifetimes 1996 Written November 26th, 2001 © on Nov 26 2001 09:26 AM PST 0 • 10
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