Echos of the ancestors
ride the winds of change,
voices of the creatures
calling out my name
singing spirits on the breeze
the crashing of waves to shore
The pounding of Earth Mother's heart
teach me what to listen for.
In stillness before dusk and dawn
hidden messages are set free.
Like the chants of my people
their rhythms speak to me.
My ears can hear this music
and my heart can understand.
Clan Mother of Tiyoweh
I am yours to command.
I listen to your whispers
to a course you will chart
searching for the still voice
that lives within my heart.
Author unknown
SBEC
Clanmothers
January 2000
Scott Fitzgerald
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