THE
STORY OF LAND
Many, many years ago, two holy
brothers of the land
went deep into the woods to
foreseelife
to hunt
to remember stories
to be with the land
Nightfall came
stars twinkled songs for cool
rivers
smoky trails hung heave on the
fir trees
to listen
to the story of hte land
told by the older brother
His long braids tuching the
ground
his voice being the drum
the night owl responding,
"more. tell me more
Young brother stood up
his fingers touching the limbs of
the willows
his voice was the flute
Deep into the night
they remember
the cold summer night spoke
its voice the wind
On this land will be
children
who will spreadseedlings of life
on this land there will br
hunters
who nurture this life with the
large animals
on this land there will be hole
peopl
who will take care of the people
on this land will be destruction
and death
and it will hold hands
on this land
with laughter and life
this land , you must understand
clearly, isto be taken care of
it is for the children
it it forever"
Their voices faded away
with the river
life began
spirit came to life
this is how it is
many, many years ago today.
Now you will feel no rain,
For each of you will be shelter to the other.
Now you will feel no cold,
For each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there is no more loneliness,
For each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two bodies,
But there is only one life before you.
Go now to your dwelling place
To enter into the days of your togetherness
And may your days be good and long upon the earth.
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