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| A Native Wedding Song |
| Sing to me, my husband, of days long gone. Of nights beneath a melton moon with Fire light flickering on the tipi wall. And I will sing to you Dreamwalker of sun-filled mornings, the call of the doves, My hearts awakening within the protection of your strong arms, greeting the day. And together we will remember the songs of those who rode the wind before us. they made their way, gathering the goodness of the earth and returning their love to the land. For we are all that had ever been and all that will ever be..... Rewflections of the quest for life or the spirit within the breeze and to that end, our lives are blessed, for us... will always be... a part of the force that forever exists..within infininity... |
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| A special thanks to onechoctaw for finding these words so that all could see! |
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